A poem written 26Jan15

 

Yesterday classes started again and I’m so glad. I missed school more than I knew.I also talked to an old friend and drank overpriced hot chocolate before looking out a window for a long time.

This is a poem I wrote in class last month:

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A poem written 26Jan15

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Please do not tell me
that you heard the way the geyser watched
his left hand rise and fall to the knee
attached to the
calf
attached to the
feet
(I kissed)
attached to the ground and not moving.

Please do not tell me
that you noticed the ceiling fan crying as his lips
shape
the name that
was once mine
shape
the song that
was never mine
shape
the red lights flashing
melodies of vampiric
snow melting and
freezing and melting
and freezing fake
resurrections of blood baths.
and you walked.

stopped. then
turned around.
I’m still walking

because I’m waking to the thin bones
of friends gripping my
face and
I’m waking to the thin memories
of you stirring my
bones and
I’m still walking

away so please do not tell me
to come back.
Darling,
You’ll have to pick up the pace.

 

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