A poem by Blaize Clement

I often think of this poem of my mother’s… so I thought I’d share it here on Valentine’s Day. It was originally published in Nature’s Echoes, The International Library of Poetry, Fall 2000.

Protection Racket

To get to my heart
you have to drive a
stake through its eye
and drain its juice
before you whack it
with a hammer
pry apart its hairy shell
jagged edges
clawing to protect
its wet sweet glistening
laid out raw and hopeful
curving in a feigned attempt
to pull itself
even when it knows
it knows it knows
its purpose is to be
peeled shredded flaked
all its life squeezed out
burned out dried out
for love.


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