There is more
than sex and death,
black and white
There is
the smooth, firm curve of grey,
with infinite points along
the cusp
This is where we live –
in the tangle
amid agony that may
(at any moment)
reveal
bliss
Here is my poem Tangle read by Avril Yospa. Enjoy!
A Note: This poem has been posted earlier on my blog, here but when my friend with the lovely voice agreed to record it for me I decided to re-post it. This was originally a Magpie Tale along with an absurd Top Ten List back in February.
