Take It

Take It
 
Oh, it’s all about love
            its green armor
   its winged back
            its daring us/me
to take this and drink of it
water beaded like a peacock’s iridescence
            on love’s shoulders
      on the rim of its cup
                        take this
     And even when we/I
            tighten lips and turn away
that’s love, the fear of its pinch, its anarchy
  the willful forgetting
            that we were all dipped
in its fluid physics from the start.
 
 
from the series Readings, S. Robbins  June 2019

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