You occupy a notable place
beneath my ribs
underneath will and reason.
You found your way despite the thorns and shattered glass –
Despite resistance and doubt.
I occupy a notable place
beneath your hands
stinging with lust and patience.
I found my way despite the buttons and zippers keeping us apart.
We occupy a notable place
On Johnson Hill road
beneath the oak tree
on your old brown blanket
feeling things that lack forgiveness.
Writer and photographer from remote Labrador, Canada. Just another cold Labradorian chillin' in the Big Land. Can most likely be found walking my dog Grace or behind an iMac screen slowly taking over the interwebs.