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Wish Bone

by Carol Desjarlais
Sadly written
Across the plain slats
Attempting to reconcile
Skin memories muted
With thin thoughts
Potentially threatening
To disrobe reality
With wisps of wishes.

The kind of man
I thought you were
Think you are now
Long after planting
Those wild flowers and peas
Upon the mound beneath
A monument so like all the others
Leaning slightly to the left
Is one I can understand.

A gopher hole on the prairie
Has burrowed near your bones
To rest on raving season
A thought clawing its way
To the places of heart
Allows for unearthed feelings
Naked on the page
Painful to the child
Who would have preferred
A moment with your bones
When they had flesh upon them.

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