You Just Keep on Pushing My Love over the Borderline

(or ODE TO MY GHOST AT TERLINGUA)

 

Is it OK to set firm boundaries

even as we forgive those who trespass against us

 

How does one love with an open heart

but not wear one’s heart on her sleeve

or worse yet

leave it precariously propped

against a stone gathering moss

unmoving

and

unyielding

 

How do we

cut ties with all the lies

understand that blood is thicker than water

but to witness blood, one must be cut deep

a mortal wound

the beginning cause of these endings

 

And if thy right hand offend thee,
cut it off, and cast it from thee

Cut and cut and cut

Until there is nothing and no one

except pieces of forgotten poetry taped to the adobe brick wall of the home you make on the shore of her desert

wide and without fences

cigarettes and whiskey and only

 

and only

 

the sound of stars.

Photo and Poem ©2018, Jen Payne. Photo: Chisos Mountains, Big Bend National Park, Texas. Sources: Borderline, Madonna; The Lord’s Prayer; Jumper, Third Eye Blind; Matthew 5:30, King James Bible. BONUS: Cilck here for the photography of James Evans.

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