Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Taking off the Ring

I took the ring off today
Not a wedding ring
An earring
Still it had meant something

For a little over 20 years I wore it
In the top of my left ear
A reminder of a promise
A promise broken first by me

The silver hoop slipped out easily
Its absence exposing my prominent fleshy vestigial
A naked primal helix
A nod to ancient ancestors

Even the physical body will hold on to what it no longer needs
As if clinging to a memory of what was
Not accepting the promise of now
Afraid of what will be

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