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Array ( [sid] => 185638 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Indigo [time] => 2018-11-23 22:25:11 [hometext] => To Indigo. [bodytext] => I can/'/t open the box.

In the box, sits three months—
Three months of hope,
Three months of planning,
Three months of congratulations,
Three months of "you/'/re going to be great parents,"

Three months of Her.

And when I look
At the bend of the bow,
The tie of the knot,
The crinkled, colored wrapping,
I see the crumpled shape
Of the woman I love,
Whose love is too great
To bear.
I see the weak, wavering smile
Of the woman I love
Who worries that I worry
As she wastes away.

I see love,
Measured in pain,
Measured in agony,
Measured in weeks upon weeks
Trying to keep Her healthy
As the woman I love
Lives love, breathes love,
Weaponizes love,
Fighting her body at every turn
For Her.

So I pack, carefully.
I tuck the corners around
Fifty years of struggling,
Of cakes, and arguments,
Of sense and nonsense,
Folding, and creasing, and smoothing,
Until, from the outside,
It just looks like a box.

—We dreamt of a lifetime
And came home with a box. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 96 [topic] => 8 [informant] => eternityslyre [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )

Indigo

Contributed by eternityslyre on Friday, 23rd November 2018 @ 10:25:11 PM in AEST
Topic: AmericanTragedy

I can/'/t open the box.

In the box, sits three months—
Three months of hope,
Three months of planning,
Three months of congratulations,
Three months of "you/'/re going to be great parents,"

Three months of Her.

And when I look
At the bend of the bow,
The tie of the knot,
The crinkled, colored wrapping,
I see the crumpled shape
Of the woman I love,
Whose love is too great
To bear.
I see the weak, wavering smile
Of the woman I love
Who worries that I worry
As she wastes away.

I see love,
Measured in pain,
Measured in agony,
Measured in weeks upon weeks
Trying to keep Her healthy
As the woman I love
Lives love, breathes love,
Weaponizes love,
Fighting her body at every turn
For Her.

So I pack, carefully.
I tuck the corners around
Fifty years of struggling,
Of cakes, and arguments,
Of sense and nonsense,
Folding, and creasing, and smoothing,
Until, from the outside,
It just looks like a box.

—We dreamt of a lifetime
And came home with a box.

Copyright Â© eternityslyre ... [ 2018-11-23 22:25:11]
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Re: Indigo (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Saturday, 24th November 2018 @ 03:25:25 AM AEST
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This is harrowing. I think my heart is breaking for you.
softerware

Re: Indigo (User Rating: 1 )
by MoonlitAngel on Sunday, 25th November 2018 @ 06:59:16 AM AEST
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I don/'/t even have adequate words. this punched me in the gut. I feel it. I feel it deeply.

Re: Indigo (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Friday, 30th November 2018 @ 06:12:14 AM AEST
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Deep inner vision

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