I live with a woman

I live with a woman
who has been disappointed
in love
I live with a shadow
who lurks in doorways
I live with a woman
bitter bitter woman
who disappears
into the penumbra of life
I live with two women
who have lost everything
and a third
who never had anything
while in the closet
there is a light light that keeps
seeping spilling pouring out--

Lorena Lobita Wolfman © 2009