I can still see you
sitting in the chair
the one we bought
together
studying lungs
with your back turned
wearing white
while I’m laughing
at your sweater’s holes
poking them with my finger
widened now more than
I could imagine
Asphyxiation by the sea
seesaw breeze
you just wanted to
be wanted
by someone
Bending till we break
Flesh fitting puzzle
the only way
to communicate
darkened tunnel
“I don’t know"
“I don’t know, why”
I really like this.
Brilliant. You write very well, but that reads better than anything of yours I have seen so far.
Yep, another thumbs up.
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