Wednesday, March 28, 2018

aftermath again


I cannot speak

I cannot mouth the words

cannot fit to you now, after



the mean face of sleep, when

a fierce slap of daylight fights back

the echoes of the night, where



drums could beat a heart to fright

the bate to catch a mouth to choke

to squeeze around a bruised throat

to tighten breath to stop a chest

I cannot keep it in



I cannot be where

I want to be

I cannot want you

to wear yourself down

you cannot see me

like this



I cannot look at you

not knowing when the sudden flash

of hands face too fast heart rate locked in place

I cannot feel



you cannot know

the numbness down here

until it snaps

you cannot leave me

like this

leave me

alone


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