And so here we are
Back again
To you being you
Me being without you
An old poem, dressed in new clothes.
And so here we are
Back again
To you being you
Me being without you
An old poem, dressed in new clothes.
Now that the cascade of words subsided It is quiet, You are clear. Now it would’ve been nice You making coffee, I making Idle banter. We disagreeing On million little things Agreeing on One Big Thing Such as: you...
On a cold night like this, I use your memory like a blazing torch. And the three of me jostling, Huddle around you. One digging my grave, The second keeping the flame. And the third, There, put into the pit only a...
“You and I are one,” said I. “You and I are one, forever” said she. Her bold hand Took my quivering palm I bit my lip. “Can life be this safe? This glorious?” I smile at my sudden...
Thus I crawl from one doorstep to another.
Waiting for the Death,
Hoping it will show up when I sleep.
Does it happen to you? Lateral movements digging deeper, seizing, arresting, creating heart attacks.
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