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I struggle, how I struggle

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against my droopy eyes full of sweet sleep
in the mid of day
My lazy bone all mellow longing for something soft, something warm
to sink in and under
drape my arm over
something furry
a wet nose
breathes softly in dreams of snorts

I struggle, how I struggle
days like these
Damp like a shower stall
Gray and dark,
pepper and salt striving to be hairs
magnolia leaves turned turmeric shade, crunchy curls
buffeted like odd popcorns in Santa Ana’s hot breast
seashells on empty sea beds of urban concrete
Two leaves
hung like ornaments in webs
invisible
until the autumn lends decorative color

It struggles, how it struggle
This fall season
not to let down expectation
to paint undulating hips of smoke into morning’s crisp air
and dark evening’s ears pierced with headlight rings

confused as much as I
by the lingering warmth
the awful, dry earth
Pregnant clouds aborted of rain
A mild fall that rips not
whips not
stirs not
smokes not
unless someone turns on a screen
Somewhere. Anywhere. In the palms of babies
on walls
Inside a chimney an illusion of fire and cold and center.
When it stands useless, painting no smokes

California has lost her seasons
and reasons.

I struggle. How I struggle
to let him go
Untwine my limbs, lift away my head
our cover
One eyelid, just a peep
Sigh at the staring sun in my palm
Yes. It’s indeed time
to let him rise
depart
I sink low, struggle.

How I struggle!

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Author: Hong-My Basrai

Memoirist and author of Behind the Red Curtain, blogger, engineer, manager, mother of three and wife of one, etc. I am a bit of everything.

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