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Gigi
Poems
Mar 2020
Tears
And then the tears come down
Streaming down
One droplet at a time
And then my heart feels heavy
And dense and light
Serendipitous
And then I dance with the tears
Like they're pieces of art
Colored and nuanced and warm
And then the tears come down
Streaming down
One hurt at a time
And then I write out the emotions
With a thin fragile pencil
Testing my own prophetic sense
And then my mind gets foggy
And I talk out loud to myself
Under my pink bedsheets
And then the tears come down
Streaming down
Then they pause for a moment
Caged inside a cardboard box
Sealed three times but still
Marked handle with care
Thatβs when the tears turn into memories
Felt memories
Flashing one at a time
Like some Indie movie
The memories flow in a blur
Lost friends in parking lots
Friends sipping mountaintops chai
Green Bench talks
Hammocks swinging
Thatβs when the tears become a dance
And the memories a Trance
Tingling fingers
Long pleated skirts
Polluted Brooklyn streets
Beards against my chest
And then the tears begin again
Serendipitous, lonely
Becoming a loss
And me under my pink sheets
I let the tears mourn my loss
As I recapitulate the past
Turned in memories
And then the feelings come back
Lost art those memories
A simple sudden awakening of my unconscious
The hurt, the loneliness
The pain
Heart, vision, heart, mind
Washed away in a puddle of
Tears
Written by
Gigi
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