Facebook still hasn’t deleted
Us.
Facebook still hasn’t deleted
Us.
I spent the better part of today
bathing in your sun
The moon was half
but my heart was full
Last night i cancelled on dinner
and your movements today
i feel like i cancelled love
I sit here at the present alone
like all the others before
I am looking over poems
I wrote in similar company, many years ago
There is a difference in my being now
A shift in my words
I am lightly older
And can appreciate the beauty
In the youth i had
As i look back over words
I see now
That i had something to say
And tonight i am lighter
As i have foretold my past
There is this door
out the front of hotel
its broken
scratched
the title reads 5169
it sits quietly
at peace with its age
last night as i laid down sleeping
i threw a lit match into my pile of unfinished prose
as i lay next to it with wild dreams
i woke to find it not lying in ashes
but a single strand of smoke flew free
will she catch alight
how bright will she burn
and most of all
how long will she let me warm myself
upon her pure flame
can we just not be honest
which corners of this earth,
are not haunted by your ghosts
Love is so powerful
Then you leave
With love
I could not
Have
Left you harder