Clay

Clay

A Poem by Klo Willow
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Some input on domestic violence.

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I love you, you love me

A simple, quaint means

I need you, you use me

Your love bursts my seams


Cotton lies tear the delicate stitches of trust

It is time to leave I know, I feel, I must

But my reasoning is reduced, grinded to dust

Since your familiar words seem so homely and just


Every time is a different time

With "never again", the same line

Every time is a "Oh, I'm fine"

With a sudden move towards that line


Imagine if love remained a constant

Where bonds are not severed in an instant

Though I know that is utter nonsense

Mere fluctuations in my conscience


They ask why I stay

As if it’s child’s play

I always just say

I am made of clay


Now I have become a lost cause in their eyes

The bruises on my arms, cheek, and thighs

Somehow become an elaborate lie

I’ll just do what I do best, and revise




Clay is a malleable medium for creation

Like me, subject to trust in life's imputations

I am lucky to have someone I love contribute to my formation

So I will let the flaws mold me simply as part of the coronation


Coronation of what, they ask

Of myself, I think behind my mask

Loving you is not always task

In love I still cherish, I bask


I don’t see you as my unrelenting captor

Nor am I hopelessly caught in your rapture

For I also hear your warm, carefree laughter

And the way you mimic your favorite actors


I know that there is more to you

Surely they do not see all that too

I know that I can’t keep you from what you do

But surely with time, we will become something new


?


I love you, you love me

A simple, quaint means

I need you, you use me

Your love bursts my seams


© 2014 Klo Willow


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Klo Willow
What does the tone come across as?

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Added on October 1, 2014
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Klo Willow
Klo Willow

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