comes the advice about forgetfulness
as if the brain picks a gender to place a heartache into
systemically like a lost brooch
like a found treasure chest
bury astray, the given
forced over like a bent shadow
the careless hand that pretends to feed while it's empty
take down the music, where the memory
captures a rapture that can only be replaced
by photographs smeared over with fingerprints
like a Christmas tree fold the branches and tuck it away
there's something very surgical about a removal
a death of some sort forced onto the living
a rush of a thousand meteors
without answer or reason
how many ways were these atoms formulated to make two bodies?
maybe it is neither a job or a demand
to keep the bodies under check
a jog, a dance, a walk
is enough to let new air in
this is a kind verb
it allows us interpretations with leeway
if you play with meaning, do you arrive at the desired end of the ocean
or where you really just a few kilometers down your own shore?
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