untitledWhat am I anymore? I have tried not to remember you but certain images- your body taken berth in a big bed and how the light in your eyes reflected off of every smooth glass surface, making it impossible to sleep in the blinding brightness of your presence- sometimes flicker in front of my eyes at night even if I am beside somebody else. Each moment in those days was suffocated and ending too quickly- we were delirious and wild-eyed in our youth and we used to lay so close that we could taste each other in every breath we drew. This finally is the last time I will speak of you.untitled
Untitled 1you laid claim to me with deft fingers- trapped me in a world of skin-tones, applied burning fingertips to the contours of my body and promised airily, breathlessly, that inside we were the same. my reflection in your eyes and the sunlight in your hair and little worlds of dust swirling and sinking in the brown light made it easy to believe each reckless promise, and you spoke about the puzzling dimensions of truth, and the thing within your stomach, churning and shaking you from the inside.Untitled 1
one day it seems that you awoke and, gathering your thoughts, decided that those days spent
Of HopeI don't remember what the sky looked like when I lost you but tracing the progression of a lonely rambling road, a clean-slate sky suspended over leafless striving trees I hope it looked like this, with the world all grey and the atmosphere electric in my lungs. If I look to the lights of distant homes the rainwater on my glasses distorts this brightness into spider-webbing veins of fire. Soon green things will rear their heads courageously above the melting snow.Of Hope
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