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Catrina Sparrow
Poems
Dec 2012
the history at the bottom of the beer pitcher.
it was a dry winter
he sang "*** and candy" as i braided my hair
we'd never dwelt so far apart
oceans between us while sharing a bed
he bought me rain-boots for christmas
desert dwellers have little use for rain-boots at the end of december
but i smiled because it didn't matter
he could never see me
only aknowledged the static space i inhabit
his empty eyes sang symphonies in the silence
we were young
and the world refused to cease it's spinning
despite our sea-sick cries while faking love
even the rustiest carousels chase their tails long after the waiting line is rendered empty after dusk
the secret to life inside our discarded cigarette cartons
the history at the bottom of the beer pitcher
it was our hell
our own private galaxy doing pirouettes on the sidelines of time
we aged like newspapers hidden in the hedges
but we meant it
or at least we thought we did
whatever it was
we meant it
the way that one means it when they say they wished they'd died the morning after dollar beer night
it felt right
no matter how bad it always hurt
Written by
Catrina Sparrow
wide wild wyoming.
(wide wild wyoming.)
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