Cartographic Memory

Is now the time
To graduate,
From life to death?

And so here we are
Back again
To you being you
Me being without you
An old poem, dressed in new clothes.

She told me this would happen That the time present would fly But the time past would stay. Hearts that pounded together Would break alone, and Divide in solitude, into twins. She said one twin will fly to her And the...

When you walk in,
I take your things
And keep them on the
Dining table

Does it happen to you? Lateral movements digging deeper, seizing, arresting, creating heart attacks.

Lazy spring afternoons, like today Sun, busy packing for a full on summer, Shows up with loads of longing for her. Keeping me quiet, pining for her crazy. While she, a million miles away, Coiled up, quiet, her love, her...