Monday, February 23, 2009


it isn't warranted
this love
that over 
has flowed
 and I can only 
flow back into the it
not warranting what is wanted not wanting what is warranted.  Alone, with my need to deserve.  My Desert. 

and I could refuse
and I could refuse
Oh, I could turn
from this all of everything
just for the sake of my own
meager self-it is not that I can't accept but I am so afraid -proud
well, it isn't warranted.
I am embarrassed by this grace. 

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