I Am Still

I lie unformed

beneath the thick, cotton comforter

in a dark and sullen silence

I feel -

beginning with my extremities;

groping underneath the sheets,

touching the corners of the bed

then, touching myself

I'm feeling for myself

And somewhere, deep within me,

there is a tremor

I try to identify it:

I feel a strength

that denies my dependencies

I am still

                         complete.

I lie unformed

beneath the thick, cotton comforter

In this dark and sullen silence,

I have found myself.

- Nov. 10, 1985, A.D.