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I immortalized all of yourself & all of me in pen, in ink, bled it all into the digital machine’s white screen there’s snow on the ground endless stark white the twinkling dying gleam of Christmas lights on my lawn somewhere your lawn is bereft. somewhere your everything is bereft too. There is the feel of your fingers on my heated skin Your palms cupping my face On either side of my cheek There is the flecks of dust motes Settling on my eyelashes The blotches of night Melting all around us Your blanket a backdrop of linen on the canvas of your king-sized bed There’s the distant blaring of sirens Police cars speeding down the street There’s the insistent howling and S h a r p d I s s o N A NT bark of your dog – There is your voice Gentle in the newness of the night “You’re so pretty, you know that?” Rhetorical Two years and here we are It’s the same book, darling The same story The same tragic end There is me: the girl on her pills There is you: the man-boy who wants so desperately to love All we have is the trappings of body heat Our flesh Your fingertips turning me to ash Reviving the flame around my body Only to burn me all over again All I have are the seemingly endless poems Your soul Your smile The brightness of your hazel eyes Trapped in the words F or ever more This These words All for you I immortalized all of yourself &all of me in pen, in ink And then in blood Sealed it in this digital machine Sealed it in this dark ritual Emptied it along with the last pill bottle The girl who takes pills no longer The man-boy still searching in the peat-darkness, the bright sky of stars, for love In memorandum
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Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 11:07 PM UTC
In Memorandum
I immortalized all of yourself & all of me in pen, in ink, bled it all into the digital machine’s white screen there’s snow on the ground endless stark white the twinkling dying gleam of Christmas lights on my lawn somewhere your lawn is bereft. somewhere your everything is bereft too. There is the feel of your fingers on my heated skin Your palms cupping my face On either side of my cheek There is the flecks of dust motes Settling on my eyelashes The blotches of night Melting all around us Your blanket a backdrop of linen on the canvas of your king-sized bed There’s the distant blaring of sirens Police cars speeding down the street There’s the insistent howling and S h a r p d I s s o N A NT bark of your dog – There is your voice Gentle in the newness of the night “You’re so pretty, you know that?” Rhetorical Two years and here we are It’s the same book, darling The same story The same tragic end There is me: the girl on her pills There is you: the man-boy who wants so desperately to love All we have is the trappings of body heat Our flesh Your fingertips turning me to ash Reviving the flame around my body Only to burn me all over again All I have are the seemingly endless poems Your soul Your smile The brightness of your hazel eyes Trapped in the words F or ever more This These words All for you I immortalized all of yourself &all of me in pen, in ink And then in blood Sealed it in this digital machine Sealed it in this dark ritual Emptied it along with the last pill bottle The girl who takes pills no longer The man-boy still searching in the peat-darkness, the bright sky of stars, for love In memorandum
A year in review. A series of nights in review. A memorandum. A dedicatory poem.
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girl-diffused
29/F/Earth
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 11:07 PM UTC
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