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KD Miller
Poems
Jan 2018
Untitled
1/17/2018
"
the going into winter and never coming out
."
-
frank o'hara
the lights of nassau
***** and white
like raw pearl
shining down on my shoes
and
i, moldering and wicked,
sitting on bank steps.
you held your hand out for me
but i stood up by myself
this is how it happened
simply put, and no
metaphor.
you say to sit and talk
i know where talking is
red gravel i kick up like i had
before
and all i see in the cold and the dark:
your pupils, your hands
held out again
i would be dumb to take them
a month ago, dying for a lack of you
and now i try to catch time by its tail
but i can't
for time isn't an animal
it could have fooled me,
by the way it slinks and sidles
in the dark of the woods.
sitting in Anacostia,
on the phone with you,
dead roach on sidewalk
so long ago
back to reality:
you ask me if it's alright
and i say yes
i let anything happen to me
and everything happens to me.
i can not hold on to it
time is in the air
but what i can try to do is remember it.
*II
*
my life is lived in the past
a life not worth living
a life not respected
there is nothing
i can do about this
i think, as i walk to my car.
Written by
KD Miller
princeton | NYC
(princeton | NYC)
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