Poetry For Everyday People

What's At Stake

I've been writing
the same poem
for all my years
refining theories

with each one
I feel closer
freer
more in command
of what's beyond me

touching you
a little more
understanding
each other a little more

less words
more guts
less game
yet more on the line

afraid you'll see
through me
butterflies dying
in my hollowness
memories veins
climbing my bones

my heart
a red rose.