by
Norma Replansky
I took a narrow bed.
I held my elbows to my sides.
I tried to step carefully,
And to think softly,
And to breathe shallowly,
In my portion of air
And to disturb no one.
Yet, see how I spread out and I cannot help it.
I take to myself more and more, and I take nothing
That I do not need, but my needs grown like weeds
All over and invading; I clutter this place
With all the apparatus of living
And stumble over it daily
And then my lungs take their fill
And then they gasp for air.
Excuse me for living.
But since I am living,
Given inches, I take yards,
Taking yards, dream of miles
And a landscape, unbounded
And vast in abandon.
And you dreaming the same?
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