alternately could have been (did i kill you)

you were a peace offering 

hope for a future 

not the future (i devastated) 

but the deja'vu i grasped at 

jointly confused and at wits over you through 

innuendo consumed conversation.

you were hope,

living, breathing, colorful hope 

now--

i have to watch you die

don't know you

aspartame words

unknown to me, 

the sound tastes like smooth and rich  

diction has no weight 

but intention of those words 

how they. hit me so good.

you hold back 

your 

blood and coal and clean cut deep 

 

 

there was a star on her tooth too

i sit here surrounded

unable to talk 

as the woman (?) sitting next to me tells me through her four, spaced out gold capped front teeth, about how she's had four strokes, hates flying, and continues to elbow me in the side 

i don't say anything, because it hurts  

pizza talk

we don't have to talk 

whiskey and goldfish 

you in cabins with fires 

that's not bad 

though this is featureless 

"i'm glad i met you"

i'm sure i caused trouble 

unworldly times we try not to leave behind 

lucky strike on a sweet neck 

don't stop moving 

held close 

to that santa and ledge 

i think of this now 

in your absence 

someone said...

"that girl is the only reason anyone does anything anymore"

smile

not a fairy tale

late, or early 

i'll bring the scissors  

you bring the heat 

they'll be only our eyes, so

they'll be no puppeteer 

because we don't have strings 

you're a real boy 

they're gone 

to the south and to the north and then later some east 

all packed up 

intellectualism and sleep goes great with their whiskey and racket 

rolling away

for the thrill