what i’d do

i’d do most things for you
i’d swim backstroke
through tidal waves pulling
me under the under toe
i’d do it yes

i’d trek upwards on ground
dirt bike paths
blinding my eyes that
sun is

but i’d do it

eroding my feet to stumps
crutching my way along
over there i’d go
yes
i’d die for you
you bet i would

but i won’t kill
not even for jesus

9-20-1980

Published by Anne Birkam

I am a former librarian who has been writing poetry most of her life. View more posts