Meditation on Not Touching My Face - Rebecca del Rio

[Larry Robinson]

Meditation on Not Touching My Face

I should be practiced at this.
I should have mastery after 
Minutes becoming hours, becoming days,
Becoming this explicit eternity.

Still I’m a beginner on the 
Planet of my body
That may or may not be 
Toxic to myself, my so-
Vulnerable, dressed in a layer
Of naked skin, like the rest of
My kind, Self. 

All this time, living, 
Knowing our delusions,
Dreams of eternal, forever
Freedom from Fate’s cruel,
Kind or indifferent reach
Were illusions and
Still

As time becomes itself a type
Of enemy, I find, for once
My own face
A dangerous place.

	- Rebecca del Rio