You Don’t Get Me Yet

Ali Kaukas

You don’t get me yet
the words echo into the mist of the green jungle ferns
heavy with almost rain
I feel a lightness as they escape my brain
no
you don’t get me yet
you get to chase me
and woo-me
and court me
I am not going to simply just lay down
like a prize
without you picking me off my feet
I don’t give a fuck about what has worked in the past
what hasn’t
how busy we are
what engagements we have or don’t have
if we can meditate and find stillness and fullness in our hearts
I lied
I need you to collect me
to pick my heart up with delicacy
and swallow me. TC mark

Janne Robinson is a poet and author of
This Is For The Women Who Don’t Give A Fuck.
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