I was once very small and young.
I had to be taught
how to take these fingers
and use them to untie
my tangled shoes
tangled neclaces which I always found a way of getting so messed up
Again, I need someone
to please take my hands
and put them in place once more
to grasp thse gleaming scizzors
and cut loose and untie
my heart from so very many places,
people, actions in this life
That I have succeeded in tying myself to
with a double knot
Yet what am I to do with all these
discarded strings of my heart?
Couldn't I just gather them
and tie them like a lovely lock of hair
that wouldn't be a living
part of me any longer?
How much nicer it would be to look at
than to feel; on the top shelf than on my shoulders...
I look all grown up
I'm no longer awkward, foolish, and fearful
I do sometimes need someone
who can help me liberate my heart
from this world.