I Live, Original Poetry by Thomas Martin Saturday


Love and loss,
in between
nowhere to plant my feet
just that mad jump
through space

in search of my own jubilee time

wresting the me from an oppositional universe

teasing out joy,
where formerly
there has been none,
only my own exploration in darkness.

I refuse that darkness,
condemn it
telling its Satan

to fly from me

revealing that light in my soul
a captive
seeking its Moses moment

a journeying to my own Canaan land,

I live,
I live.

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