thought it would be nice to pay homage to our memory together
as nocturnal ravens crept over your velvet shoulder
into holy weeks
amid dry infertile seasons
there were
neighborhood eyes on you
transcending the nighttime sky
igniting a social confligaration
of vapid constellations
we clambered into amphetamine bathtubs
sheathed in linoleum midnight
while deceased family vestiges
danced beside a darkened radiator
schoolchildren that fell from grace
we were
usurping our way to carpeted heavens
of importune domestication
through futile labor
we moaned the folly of our lesson
your eastern hair
darkling to crimson
then
back again in pigtails
your brothers hated me
and
I agreed with them
beforehand
of the costs
you were more beautiful
when you were mine
thought it would be nice
to leave behind
all we ever were
all we ever
would have become
and write about it
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