I DO NOT want to start with the I,
do not write poems anymore because
my there is no my and us is hard to must
to err is normal, I tell myself,
and with a creaky fervor I unwalk
the steps you’ve walked because I am
scared, old flame, I won’t love you anymore
so she that is I will explain the hypotheticals:
promises you the continental drift
and the eventual crack will be amicable,
confidence maintained,
honor preserved!
those details of how warm
you like your food, how you love spice but cannot
endure it, like you cannot love me the way
you’d wish—my mouthy little Os will stay asleep
and dream they do
and feel they can
a ghost orchid bloom one last time
this august before what could be ripens
a year from now, me, slightly older and wiser in love;
I wonder if you’ll grow, and I hope you do,
the carcass of summer 2k13 now strewn with
fragrant fruit ripped with my teeth; petals, twigs,
flesh tied by ribbons so I may grab a piece of you
only then will I continue to write poems,
when I become full with you, because I want
to stay where we turns into ours and us falls in lust
- From LLL
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