Maybe because of the heat,
Everything looks dusty and railed today
Like a healed scratch down the back
Of someone I never knew.
Made with passion,
But embedded in the skin
For good.
You and I were like that
Little archways that never let us rest
And now when I look at your photos,
I think,
What was it
Was it
Just a dream? I can't
Remember a thing you said
Only the taste of your mouth
And the touch of your hands.
The hallway looks suddenly
Like a perfect place for a wake.
We'll put a table there
And there'll be citrus and meat on it
And everyone will talk about
How beautiful and rich and thick it was
And talented and hooked
And no one will mention all the wars
And all the stupid slaps to the face
And apex of our
Conjoined hands.
I told them,
Look,
It was what it was.
And I don't know her anymore
But can you really peel a scratch
Off your skin like that?
Not even with rubbing alcohol,
My love
100% proof won't help you,
Or should I say me
or maybe us
Here
Leaning at bus stops with your goddamn cigarette,
I don't think I've ever
Loved you
More
Or
Less
Everything looks dusty and railed today
Like a healed scratch down the back
Of someone I never knew.
Made with passion,
But embedded in the skin
For good.
You and I were like that
Little archways that never let us rest
And now when I look at your photos,
I think,
What was it
Was it
Just a dream? I can't
Remember a thing you said
Only the taste of your mouth
And the touch of your hands.
The hallway looks suddenly
Like a perfect place for a wake.
We'll put a table there
And there'll be citrus and meat on it
And everyone will talk about
How beautiful and rich and thick it was
And talented and hooked
And no one will mention all the wars
And all the stupid slaps to the face
And apex of our
Conjoined hands.
I told them,
Look,
It was what it was.
And I don't know her anymore
But can you really peel a scratch
Off your skin like that?
Not even with rubbing alcohol,
My love
100% proof won't help you,
Or should I say me
or maybe us
Here
Leaning at bus stops with your goddamn cigarette,
I don't think I've ever
Loved you
More
Or
Less