time dissolves on my tongue
bitter, the sweet will come later,
Darling.
How I ache and oh the surprise!
In the mirror
to see I have not yet
Rotted; Visibly.
short grey hairs whisper
hurry hurry hurry
hurry hurrY hurRY
hurrY hurRY huRRY
hurRY huRRY hURRY
huRRY hURRY HURRY
hURRY HURRY HURRY
HURRY HURRY HURRY

running and reaching and leaving
Behind

I find the locket I lost
It was at the bottom of the wash
Clean and serene and free of you

Sitting, seeping silently into sadness,
Solitude (how dear to this heart)

walking on and around broken glass
I gingerly avoid the shards of my heart
I’ve already bled enough, it smells like quarters
In my bedroom

As I drive the wriggling starts up again
Behind my eyes it crawls and laughs

falling,
But slowly
Kindly
I see the faces I have loved
And lost

I hit the water
Slip soundly beneath
The old bridge
And the seaweed
Sings me a sad song