poetry to learn to love again.
"and i would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more." -- kafka.
(2019).
i find you like a lost limb, lagoon afloat [this is memory with water lilies in their sleep. come to the water's edge as a tender aquamarine reed; rushes rush to please me -- i want to say, "come back." though (love is not quite
like that. and the water take me to the deep of me -- ocean claw sunken that this is not my swan song i would love for you; saltlicked sucker for me to love if only i knew all that was never said, like take me to bed i'm wet and worrisome like a woebegone era --
there's something about us (don't you think? it's the salt water dripping from my earlobe [always on the outside: i cut my foot on the glass, collapsed down in the grass and cigarettes butts. i see the gap open between what i thought and what i said yet i still could not bring myself to love any less
(5th february 2019, revised may 1st)
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