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Love, Maybe
Always
In the middle
of our bloodiest battles
you lay down your arms
like flowering mines
to conqueror me home.

I have paid dearly in time for love I hoarded
unseen
summer goes into my words
and comes out reason.

Am I to be cursed forever with becoming
somebody else on the way to myself?
Walking backward I fall
into summers behind me

to her own particular magic
confirmed
believing
she was always alone
believing
the other was always
lying
in wait.

Promise corrupts
what it does not invent.

instead of chocolate we rolled snow
over our tongues
until it melted like sugar
burning the cracks in our lips
and we shook our numbed fingers
all the way home
remembering
summer was coming

Rain falls like tar on my skin

from the core of indifferent days
I have forgotten
the touch of sun
cutting through uncommitted mornings
The night is full of messages
I cannot read
I am too busy forgetting
air like fur on my tongue
and these tears
which do not come from sadness
but from grit in a sometimes wind

The day feels put together hastily
like a gift for grateful beggars
being better than no time at all
but the bells are ringing
in cities I have never visited
and my name is printed over doorways
I have never seen

learning
the doors that do not open easily
and which clocks will not work
he toys with anger like a young cat
testing its edges
slashing through the discarded box