In the Service of Women and Everything

Cornelia Barber

Please love me. I am tired. 

I have been used in unwieldy ways. 

The poems tired. 

Get a life. 

The earth is standing between us. 

It is tired. 

It is a stone. 

It buzzes towards infinity. 

We are waking up towards the laws

Of the higher powers—

We are vessels for the next generation;

We will not be conduits for destruction

We are weak and dark and vulnerable;

We are ecstatic devoted and obsessed; 

We are optimistic joyous and full of love;

We know all of the words by heart. 

Just listen and you will hear love.

Just shut up and you will hear love. 

In the service of women and everything 

There will be nothing but love.