Saul

she says
she responds
to my hugs
like a battered woman
who is offered chocolate
by her batterer

invisible scars
take the longest
to heal

look
don't we make
beautiful victims?

i am wearing
orange wool flat-front slacks
with tear stains above the knee

the white cashmere sweater
is perfect for frowning

don't we hold our ground wonderfully?
will we ever choose to hold the sky?

but then
the sky cannot be held
as the wind cannot be caged