The moment he calls
I want to be by his side
Like how a leash works…
Knock, hinges, then light
Gentle, cold touch as bill mounts
“like to go home please…”
All the while we snooze
Sorrow billows, tears…. pillows
‘Tis better to have…
Clouds move, but don’t pass
Clung to me with “I need you”
Darkened day and night
No drink for me, thanks.
Oh, why? Just need a break’s all.
Deep breath. That’s better.
Snow fairy body
conditioner all sold out.
I still smell laughter.
Though she be bare, each curve is free from chinks;
For times her life leaned on a draining source
I swore we’d last that one night over drinks
The words themselves pushing me forward with force.
I’d hoped so deep the technician was right
Restoration: new battery and case;
We’d go back to where we were that night
My mind occupied, blue light in my face.
The bulk was done and now came time to choose;
You deserve new color and brand new air;
Bells and whistles, I splurged for full kit, too!
Saving you showed me plainly I was bare.
The things I own, I told myself, held worth.
Without care, how’d I expect you to go forth?
Out of the tumbling of earth,
The fall
Has become me
And swallowed what was once stumble.
Loam
I am the River Moldau collecting beneath crossed ankles.
I am the sideways push to get out from your path.
I am you, stained grey-air ash.
I am warmest French bread and condensation on the plate.
Me and the droplets waiting for spreadable Everything’s Better Butter.
Pearson Pivot 