Tears running down like they have feet. Tongue out caught them like snowflakes that just won’t dissolve.
My throat is rough like I spent last night busy.
Those words suspended in the cavern of my mouth. Echoing but hardly making it out. Pull on those words till that choke comes through my chest. Pipe cleaner in my throat, swallow it and swirl it around.
The clog comes out.
The porcelain cracks into a smile and I told you I just wanted you to be happy, even if that wasn’t with me.
What horse ****.

I’ve yet to catch my breath since I got here, and I got to you, wrapped up under and between you.

You were warmer than me, and kept me out of the night air. There, that first night with you, that first arm wrapped around me. Buried me in close and I didn’t want to go.

Where are those diamond rings you all promised me? By this time I should have mountains, and rivers overflowing.
Where are those stars you all promised to bring down for me? Those moons you all promised to make me mine.
I suppose you forgot the same way I did your name, your face, your figure. I lie still now, no more tangled in sheets, no more tangled in you. Just matted in strips. Just tangled in me. Only ever me.

Did fog cover that sky?
Did snow cover that road?
Did rain drown your lungs?
Can’t you swim?
You couldn’t wrestle that shooting star down, even for me?
Why that’s a real shame…

And I’m sorry because this is how I speak to you. My words may not come out as smooth as they supposed to do. Lauryn hill said it well, “pain suppressed leads to cardiac arrest. Diamonds deserve diamonds but he convinced me I was worth less.” So that’s how I learned to write in rhyme and speak softly. I’m sorry if this isn’t what you’re used to but, I promise if you promise, to work on each others language, so maybe by the time I’m done this poem we’ll be as fluent as natives.