there are places where words don't reach.
they hover around me like lips
of a vase that drink whatever
the flowers drip before dropping dead.
there's always another way of putting it:
time, words, pieces of your life.
i close my eyes and see my neon bones.
beerhazed, tearshot, the window smudges
into the night. enlightenment
is another way of putting light.
yet another way of putting it:
firm on places where words don't reach
i reach towards places words can't.
~ ajay
4/3/2024
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ways of slowly dying ~ poetry
Poetry"life is slow dying. so are their separate ways of building, benediction, measuring love and money ways of slowly dying." ~ philip larkin
