i admire that your heart
shimmers
when there’s
rain,
but resent the way
i dismiss
pain.
stream of conscious
at least we’ll know what
masks were
for
should we uncover
little more,
fate drag us where
we’re safe
alone
not so unlike
before,
and when last gasp past
snakes up
behind
us
deadbolt the
door.
boredom blow
my way
on
another bummer
summer
eve’s
saggy string of
stars,
freezer door
ajar,
rusty faucet sputters
steam
a
smirk that curdles
cream.
stumbled striving for
steady-
reflection shattered, shards
gathered..
my bones for
better
or worse reverse
the curse.
the further time
fades
out
of touch,
i confess to knowing
little about
much.
we plucked the last of
fruit infected
like
no tree nearby
objected,
flies forced to lap up
every drop
of milk,
on starched sleeves we
wiped our
mouths
then
belly slithered
south
through swollen
herd
deaf to truth’s
word
while bearing future
children
whom
would nourish those
devoid of
womb,
come crack of noon
on blistered
beach
we
paused to summon
rain-
our twin skeletons
aflame.
clearly you don’t
see me-
at least not
fully,
as i absorb to
release
that which won’t be
rendered in
speech
until
at peace.
paths crossed twice
on our first
day
and its impact
echoes
now,
though tension won’t
allow me
to stay
in one place for
so long it
fades.
there’s no delighting in
memoirs of sand
between
toes
sans each rinsing
ripple
recedes as breath
slows.
bliss be each
caress
dreamed of
since
wandering where
our pasts
merge to mend
at play.
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