Tonight
two men told me they love me:
One wanted something he was struggling to find
and had never matched hearts with mine before
The other gouged my heart little more than a year ago
and of whose most basic need I took care of
[water]
without any hesitation
in a home unfamiliar to both of us,
the first time in each other’s true company
since our dolorous unravelment.
“I love you.”
Neither reflected genuine inclinations, nor hint of veracity
Meant absolutely nothing by it
Both of which rendered me wearily calling out to the abysmal sky
only to be left in marmoreal stillness
and evanesce into the shadow
cast by the waning moon.
Dec 23, 2017
Dec 23, 2017 at 1:57 PM UTC
Tonight
two men told me they love me:
One wanted something he was struggling to find
and had never matched hearts with mine before
The other gouged my heart little more than a year ago
and of whose most basic need I took care of
[water]
without any hesitation
in a home unfamiliar to both of us,
the first time in each other’s true company
since our dolorous unravelment.
“I love you.”
Neither reflected genuine inclinations, nor hint of veracity
Meant absolutely nothing by it
Both of which rendered me wearily calling out to the abysmal sky
only to be left in marmoreal stillness
and evanesce into the shadow
cast by the waning moon.
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