long before the fire
bare-boned branches against the sky
stars slowly emerge
Poetry?
iron
the iron presses out the wrinkles in my shirt
if only
I think
if only
but then
the iron brushes against my hand
the first day
the first day
of the final month
the first minute
of the final hour
time slips slickly slickly by
until the final wish is granted
you taught me
you taught me
the simple act of breathing in
was inspirational
status
in the moment
in the bath
in a lover’s dreams
I fell while running
I fell while running, thinking of elsewhere, distracted.
Flies were heavy, slow and black.
Blood flicked as I waved them away.
I held the pain; it was mine.
Changing tack (this is how distraction manifests)
I know one day, elsewhere, your heart will break
as all hearts break.
Your pain will be yours
but not yours alone.
It will not break you; nothing can.
autumn
sky ice blue spattered
I have forgotten my dreams
berry branches bare
they pulled off their shirts
they pulled off their shirts the light through their chests shone dark dreams slowly gathered
since then
since then
I have been of polished pebble
beautiful and strong
do you dream
do you dream of me
move me there
from here
at a distance?
do I dream of you
see you here
when you’re there
at a distance?
yes, we share a dream
you who are here
and I who am there
defying distance
simonsalento 