I thought we met in spring,
but it was already autumn.
Your affections fell away
to rot around me;
plucked by the cooling wind.
My novelty faded
with the first breath of winter’s night;
Familiar streetlights guide me back
to my lonesome world .
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The stranger in the mirror wears my clothes,
although they’re tighter on her.
My diamond hangs round her neck.
She has different eyes:
Soft grey; a touch of storm.
Clear and deep;
Their murky film washed away.
She told me her name once,
and I laughed.
It didn’t fit anymore.
The sadness tapers off,
and the stranger
is stranger still .
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You change the air to hope;
My blood to molten sunlight;
My skin to fragile silk,
that almost can’t contain
my swollen heart .
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This world of us I created
is on life support;
Doomed as it can be.
And I fear
that if I stop moving,
I’d run to you.
And I fear
That I’d not save us,
but smother us .
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I looked for you and found you.
Or at least a trace of you;
A shadow of energy
that could only be yours.
I had been just
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Esperando por ti; Siempre.
Enamorado de ti; Desafortunadamente.
Mis adicciones más fuertes:
Tus ojos azules,
Y tu lengua de humo y fuego.
Te encontre; Finalmente .
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This smell of coffee and ice cold water;
that sound of my name falling off your tongue;
the world that’s opened in those big brown eyes.
Hell; apparently temporary
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In this building of nurses insisting I press the bell and let them help, the panic attack plays through without witness.
A midnight delivery scares the birds out of the trees and into the sky; free and flying and soon they will be calm.
Another minute passes. Another moment closer to morning. Another cry down the hallway from a man who doesn’t know what morning is
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An exercise in recognising strength
began with waking in a pool of sweat;
With a throat full of bile,
And a heart full of terror.
I killed four people last night.
I remember the tearing muscle
as I ripped the jaw off one;
The way I was hunted;
The way I was found;
My own jaw.
My own tendons.
And this morning-
I dressed and cooked and cleaned;
I brushed some dogs;
I wrote another thousand I’ll probably never publish.
I laughed a little.
My body count is long lost;
Maybe somewhere with my mind .
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The smallest oversight on your part;
Your named illuminated before me
– only briefly –
An exasperated wheeze
of that determined muscle
deep in my chest.
Silly me thought I’d forgotten
how to miss you.
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