I try to avoid
writing about you:
I consult with
deep sleep and music
instead, but
They lack what
poems have:
a permanent place
in performative space,
A sight full shape: like
the scent of your name exhaled
from the back of my throat.
I admit: time did not
properly permit love to
become anything more than
a thing that could have been done,
But
I've missed you,
-somehow-
I missed you,
-there are times, still-
I miss you
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 2:17 AM UTC
I try to avoid
writing about you:
I consult with
deep sleep and music
instead, but
They lack what
poems have:
a permanent place
in performative space,
A sight full shape: like
the scent of your name exhaled
from the back of my throat.
I admit: time did not
properly permit love to
become anything more than
a thing that could have been done,
But
I've missed you,
-somehow-
I missed you,
-there are times, still-
I miss you
Request permission to use this poem