Category: Playful

Sometimes,

Sometimes,

at night

I wonder

could I pour the coffee

back into the pot

and the blood

inside the wound

sealed

not healed

just

never torn

could I gather

the things that spilt

from tongue to air

and push it

back

babies screams

not silenced but

unborn

unknown

yet-to-be

and if the light from

the stars

had not yet reached

streched

into feelings

and could be separated

like sequins from a dress

could I make the rain

rain

backwards

evaporation on a mass scale

pulled back to the sky,

simply because

I tried?

 

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Puppeteer

Puppeteer

When I held your hand I slipped string around your palm;

When I embraced you I tied string around your waist;

When I kissed you I tied string around your tongue.

 

You snore, while I work.

I’m tying knots, braiding string.

 

In the morning I lift the corner of your mouth upwards.

The strings are pulled to and fro by my fingers.

Your wooden smile [almost] convinces me.

 

 

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Social Media Romance

I’m sad and you know

nothing about me.

Put the phone down.

You can’t text your

way into my head.

Sharing blankets, sharing platter

of my brain.

Picking at it; finger food.

You’ve not decided if you’re

hungry,

yet.

I’ve little desire to explore

my head, with

you.