Songs sung into empty walls
with light string touched
whispered dreams
Our collisions with shadow touches
forgotten kisses-
and lost embraces.
Never let go again
Sweetest night breath,
fullest moon sigh.
Bracken blisters
or brackish spit.
Forget the face of your father again
and settle on empty memories
of time you spent alone-
crying out for the goose-bump
touched electricity of their fingertips.
tree swept leaf crunch
of pavement dances
with intertwined arms,
awkward on one end
or maybe the other.
Desolate crawling down stuttered apologizing
nothings as you sigh once more.
Slipped ties and splayed veins
We are here,
and I cannot forgive.
Anchor lines snapped,
with storms eye turned inward,
I feel a call and I’m 50 miles west
again.
Tied weights tied ankles
I have no eyes left to pierce.
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