Maybe, Me

maybe my marrow melts,
maybe my minutes mesh.

my minesweeper mind might mend,
might make Miles mince,
might move marble moments.

my mondays meet midyear.
my mid-sentence meanings make more.

maybe makeshift morgues match memories.
maybe my malnourished members mime.

may my mouth minimize mourning:
make me matter,
make millions matter.

more manmade millenniums,
more midday movements.
more midwives, more meaning.

maybe, monogamy.
maybe,
me.

One Response to “Maybe, Me”

  1. Claudia Says:
    March 25th, 2010 at 1:39 am

    “may my mouth minimize mourning:/make me matter, make millions matter.” wow…

    this is beautiful, marion. i just had to follow ur poetry. please forgive my addiction.

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