I sit in myself
I sit within myself
I sit to witness myself
You come with your hiatus
You sit within it, stretch it out
You heighten it, I mean your “ego”
I’ve cleaned my house before you
I will clean my house after you
Only because I am clean.
I will sit where your eyes wouldn’t reach
I’ll embrace my toes and swallow my tongue
I’ll nibble on your death, the one you gave me
I’ll empty my body just so I can breathe you in
Ah! it’s always quiet in this deep
Until a voice comes to break it
But this voice, it comes from neither of us
The sins we try to drown with your hands
The toys we tore out of guilt
They stare at us now
As we lick our wounds
We must not point out we’ve been bypassed
By the time, by this endless immoderation
I still wear your name on my tongue
I still write letters to our old address
Where the hills have eyes
And the stagnant waters run deep
Hoping you’ll be found there, breathing
And I tell myself
The moon is only but a cocktail tonight
I will drink it, with you, with our mouths
But none of us will shout cheers I know
I am not afraid of the fallen
At least not here, not tonight
Not with this sea of silence between our lips
Not even, with your backbone facing mine
You’ll throw me a rope before I hit earth
You’ll look into my eyes like I’m painted,
By the hands of your heart
But for you tonight, what must I wear
A smile on my nakedness?
You like it when I smile
So, I’ll wear my best smile tonight
For all that we could have had
For all that we could have been
For all that wasn’t written, to be our fate.
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