You again

One more
I could write one more
from this
before I let go
let go
very slowly

Won’t you?

won’t you come and prey on all fours

every photo
graphs a time I met you and felt I would know you a while longer

hear you laugh
and breathe into every little joint made every night
so sincerely
pointed at what you wanted
Eyes pointed also at what you didn’t want
and that’s what
That’s what makes the night run into two’s and nine’s and five’s
till there’s no more sleep left in my head and it’s all

just bereft and no amount of words
can undo what we didn’t say

3:39 am, sunday


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