they’re fighting again,
exchanging profanities
hurled with a fury
that rattles
my world.
face-first on the bed,
i can still hear every word
despite a pillow
placed over
my head...
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i don’t remember
the very first time
our eyes met
for it seems
i’ve perpetually
understood how softly
they spoke,
inviting me to fall
into your depths
like a book
opening and closing
on my favorite pages...
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Separation is an illusion, they say.
But sitting in my darkened home
as a lone candle fitfully flames
on the bedside table, her absence is felt...
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The lifting veil of night
makes me giddy, like I’ve been high.
“All the way to Reno (you’re gonna be a star)”
plays on the radio while she just wants to be
alone and disappear...
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from within the prison
of desire
i reach out blindly
for your voice
whispered
in the darkest corner.
but you’re not there.
i feel
your presence
in each shadow
caught from the corner
of my eye...
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