i tried to write a poem that wasn't about you
but nothing came to mind
so i climbed up on top of my mom's roof
and puffed smoke signals towards the moon
in hopes that they'd take my thoughts with them
before i knew it
i was counting sattelites
the same way that i'd count your breaths at night
apparently everything marches to the same measure as your sunken sternum
"sunrise, sunset."
somewhere in orion's belt
hides the same gleam as your moonlit grin
and i'm back at it again
twisting up sweet leaf in the appologies you'd sling
and hoping you'll think of me
when you wake from coughing in your sleep
as i scortch my fingertips
maybe you'll be reminded
of that first campfire kiss
we shared in the sticks
was it five years ago
or was it six?
****
i just can't think of anything but our tangled hips
the way they read just like a star chart's dots and trailing dashes
and the astrological improbability of celestial bodies managing to gracefully merge
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 7:46 PM UTC
i tried to write a poem that wasn't about you
but nothing came to mind
so i climbed up on top of my mom's roof
and puffed smoke signals towards the moon
in hopes that they'd take my thoughts with them
before i knew it
i was counting sattelites
the same way that i'd count your breaths at night
apparently everything marches to the same measure as your sunken sternum
"sunrise, sunset."
somewhere in orion's belt
hides the same gleam as your moonlit grin
and i'm back at it again
twisting up sweet leaf in the appologies you'd sling
and hoping you'll think of me
when you wake from coughing in your sleep
as i scortch my fingertips
maybe you'll be reminded
of that first campfire kiss
we shared in the sticks
was it five years ago
or was it six?
****
i just can't think of anything but our tangled hips
the way they read just like a star chart's dots and trailing dashes
and the astrological improbability of celestial bodies managing to gracefully merge
****** catrina.
