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ON THE EDGE

words

I started words and almost stopped

But as I wrote I felt my heart

Begin to push their edges…

They lay stuck and waiting

Stopped and bent

The edge is where I left them

And now I cannot find that edge

Promised once and then passed on

Not a false or hidden way

To chase the pulse of wanting more

I still remember how you felt and sounded

In my words

Brushed lightly with a density never really heard

I start and stop and start again

To find the edge of what is true

And now I cannot even feel

The push and pull

Of what I see

A stinging glimpse of almost real

Distorted edge of all these words

My heart is pushing still

Catherine MacAdam