Since I Must Love
Since I must love without you
I must dumpster dive for food
and dream in ruckus rainstorms
with claps of thunder to shake me up.
Since I must love without you
I must write dark poems.
And walk the streets alone
with tattered clothes and no shoes
looking into bookstore windows
as words crumble to nominal.
Since I must love without you
I must dig a hole where the buzzards perch
by the ditch weed and hog grass rows
and thread my thoughts into the earth
as I strip-down to the marrow of my bones.
Since I must love without you.
Dean Walker
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