my
thoughts
beat as
Quickly as
the Wings of
the not
Quite
Chloroformed
moth
caught
in my
upended
Jar.
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You are:
eerie
resounding
sound,
real unreal.
Dusk and
full shadow,
seen unseen.
A suddenly
certain
uncertainty.
The ghost
in
my head.
standing uneasily
in the
galvanised
grey silver
light
of this
afternoon sky,
she fears
she may never see
the bright contrasted
day of
sun and
shadow
ever
again.
let’s do it: smash them
all right here right now. bask in
the sunlit reveal.
there are
many
different ways of
looking at this same view,
i understand
some perspectives might
even be quite lovely.
but most times,
i feel like i am
staring.
head
upside
down.
eyes reddened by
pressure.
balancing carefully
on my hands.
these
feet held
in the air.
the rush to my head.
unable to
see
anything
through the
throbbing thrumming
blood blurred
beat.
do you want me
to tell you
more?
do you want me
to tell you how her pupils
widened
with the dark shock
of months long
anticipation
expectation?
For so long it was obvious
to us
all.
How it would finally end.
We tied
knots
on knots
on knots.
We never,
none of us three,
ever,
thought
of the
total
breaking strain
we might
exert between
us…
