coughing
is the only time
you’ll recognize your breath
so suffocate
live in gaps
and die each day
only to begin again
for no other reason
because you were born
drooling and learning
how to use those lungs
to stop drooling
in sputters
*
leave some
of me left
after you have
finished with me here
licked your fingers
ate
and
filled
yourself with yourself
and the memory of me
that oozes into the future
forgotten
so that i can learn
what it means
to miss you
before you miss me –
that way
i’ll have some of me still
to give to others
who don’t look like you
but in the right light
or right night
like with my eyes closed –
or theirs –
they can be
and not be too
*
let us
come into us
by
talking about silence
for often it is
unheard of
and overlooked
in the ululation of a page
who announces
the musings of someone else
not here with us
and who could never come
into our quiet inlet
where is is
and isn’t
and doesn’t have to be
for is is a lot sometimes
and sometimes it’s not
like when we whisper
when we are used to yells
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