somethingeveryday

Jun. 13, 2012 at 7:48pm with 9 notes

After

Wake in the morning and weigh your heart

against hangover scales and remnant palms.

Do not wash to hold him against your skin

sigh and feel the weight of everything …

As another comes with blue-eyed guilt, bed

dressed in morning grubbery in your mind,

hear his nonsense sounds and taste, smell,

feel the reek of his five a.m. breath. Kiss

let the image shift, ripple, flex, awash again

with dew-dawn, on a cliff looking out at sea

as two bodies bring in the sun and sink

inside, retreat your hands behind your ribcage

with fear and text, text your other-love

with furious hands as though he can tell

through satellites and instant-time

what you have done. Give him extra kisses.

When he replies with just one,

give him none.