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TreadingWater Mar 2016
it's the h _ o _ ll _ o _w
of the feeling
fingers cl^en^ch^in^g
through-the-mo-----ments
gaspscaughtbetween
the pillows
pray/that/bodies/form
what's needed
then; here {we are} again
it'snotyou
it's j.  u.   st.
Me
TreadingWater Mar 2016
t t t tttap the clever
W O R D S;,...
they just
           w _ a _ _ i _ _ _ t  there

some//thing
i can't press in my palms
tugs. at. my. skull.
twistsupmyspine

it doesn't feel good
this\trying\to\feel\  a  n  y  thing
then _ there's
bodies; I need

it's just a {mirage}
to  >linger  >upon
so intricate in e^ver^y^de^tail
evenyoucannot  #see
TreadingWater Mar 2016
it was your
{birth}
Day
of course you were on. my. mind.
HaRD to for//get
YoU

I h op e you had the
Sun
onyourface
cold Duvel in-your-fist
friends all a round
Mariah sing _ ing
》》FuLL BL,.....aaaa...ssssTTT

I h op e the air smelled like
Wet leaves&pin;;&the; subtle brine
Of your be _ love _ d harbor

I h op e your toeswereinthesand
& the waves¡ were¡ crashing¡¡ merrily¡¡
atyourfeet
writing your name/swigging whiskey/ dancing. with. the. breeze.
... as you ...
watched the sun
                            set,
hearing >the >hues >
orangeandred,orang&red;,orange/red

I h op e you _ let _ loose _ the
tied-up-ends in your heart
forgot/about/your/hurt
if. only. for. a. heartbeat. (ormore)
& yourealizedthebeauty
the l.  U. C. k.
of the world
that~ you ~ were ~ born

I h op e you fel{l}t so high
you. forgot. the. ground.
in those moments
you filled-your-lungs with air
&recalled; the beauty
and ^ the ^ grace
that are all
yoUrs,...

..I wish all. of. these. things.
for;... you
on your
day{birth}
TreadingWater Mar 2016
iknowiknowiknow
you are just  _ that _ ache
that hurt. that. will. not.
go.
》》》》away
LEss of an op^en^ wou^^^^nd than 108
,...days a _ go
}whenthe15thofNovember}} was my
fa ~vor~ite~
MorE than a purple bruise
₩hat was there//somethingaboutme; you thought. you. could. use.
[until _ you _ did _ n't]
my blind can't help me now
you seeped into^ these^ bones
&itjustwon;'t;leave
me
a
[lone]
TreadingWater Mar 2016
Swal. Low.  you d.  
                            o.  W.
                                     n

La // pp // ing you u^P^^

it's a slow & steady
  b _ u _ r  _ n

throat
ribs
gut

it's the 《memory》of
your t. o. u. ch
                    {slight of hand}
Oh/o/o
thewayyoualways
come &  _ go//come &  _ go

I'll never really
KnoW// JusT HoW MuCH
I'll pay
     }} in - the - end {{{{
for; such ^a ^lovely ^little ^
cuP
,...she's whiskey in a teacup...
tea{whiskey}cup
TreadingWater Mar 2016
some\thing\hap\pen\s;
when I speak _ your _ name....
It'snotquitepleasure
and it's not. quite. pain

your face. those eyes.
those L.  iP.   s.
Stab a primal lo ng __ing....
And 》》speed》》 me to quips

slimfingersandneck;,..Every inch...
how - I - long and #i need
;it's a sc^rat^^ch I mus^t it^^^ch
But you. don't..... ||| concede |||

your voice like gravel
undermyshoe
never sounded s₩€€t€r
our words {{failed}} the truth

me, some~pied~piper~~~
reduced to this sniv. el. ing/idiot/poser
my mel°od°y play°ed to d _eaf ears
left > alone > to > spit >> out >>
......pretentious/....little/.....poems....
TreadingWater Feb 2016
...and I th>ou>ght
about. your. hands...;... hands
that hold coffee cups & £ittle hands
andpensandwhiskeybottles
and books... & books & books &then;
I ¡¡wanted¡¡ them...all
                                 [ over. ]
                                           me ...
#in _ side me...
I want
t _ h _ e _ m _ ....
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