Guest Blogger:
Gary Lee Parker
I cut my genes for you
I cut myself to keep your love
I trim the edges, rough to smooth
I shape my soul to fit your glove
I Infect myself for you
I change my mind to rise above
my baser state, the more uncouth
allotments, lop the riffraff of
my riffraff spirit’s residue
I clip the wings of Eden’s dove
I cut my genes for you, in truth
I cut myself to keep your love
I lose myself for you
I lose myself inside your need
in your X-Acto blade demands
For what I ought to be
Carefully I cut for you
my garden’s code I strictly weed
my garden’s code I prune by hand
and burn the cheap debris
my unruly runners hewn
I hew the gnarled knobs and seed
my soul anew, each woven strand
unzipped, I craft a better tree
I cut my genes for you
I cut my soul to rise above
I change myself, your fears to soothe
I cut myself to keep your love
evict myself to keep your love
eject myself to keep a love
you are unworthy of
you are unworthy of
