April 23, 2006

  • i will never understand how we lost that moment


    —you and i—


    though it was destined to slip away with the mortal trail of eventual discard,


    so soon, too soon (it was and then) no more.


     


    what use is a heart, they say, because it breaks?


    i don’t know—it seems i lost mine long ago.


    perhaps, if akin to cats, we had nine hearts,


    breakage would become like a coffee cup shattered on the floor.


     


    you held me inside you, you did, and i


    your only heart swore never to forsake.


    I put my ear to your chest and heard the thumping—


    thus creature-raptured in our moment of inexpressible partake.


     


    now like drunken Li Po falling, drowning in a faraway lake


    while reaching, stretching, embracing a watery reflection of the moon,


    so am I transfixed by what of you remains:


    a perpetual smile darkening to starlight much (so soon, too soon).

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