what do you tell her
do you say that i would fart
loudly in public
do you recall when i would
snore with spit pooling like
a failed birth
do mention that it took me
six long months to love you and only
four short years to lose that love
do you laugh still about how i mistook
your earrings for the rings of saturn
how the metal danced with the gravity of night
how you undressed along the slow curvature of a universe
made for this moment
between the bare space of you and i
reaching for more still
do you tell her that i
was self conscious about my poems
do you tell her that i
wasn’t that good of a writer anyways
do you tell her that i
would have to read a page twice
to understand if it was worth the first one
do you mumble
that you sometimes still
miss me
do you say i said stupid things
like go on
where each day is every life
and the worst thing
that has ever happened
will happen
until then
after after
it will sludge then slip then slide
to tomorrow
where another thing
terrible and huge and totally entirely unforgivably
yours yours yours
may happen
yet
do you let her see
our fading yet
do you speak about the discolouration
of blue when you went each morning
to tackle the sky
do you whisper my secrets
do you hold her hand when
remembering the first time
i grabbed yours as another drink
that would make me feel as i felt
before i felt
i needed to feel a drink
do you say
he wasn’t much of a cook
do you recount
the upset stomach of your leaving
do you add
don’t go don’t go
i have more to say
do you sit in silence
with her
while i sit in silence
without
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