2-12-18
I bleach the surfaces,
I wonder what was here before I.
Messes of dyes
And pigment,
So much better not to ask.
The water is on, it's all rising
As the walls sweat,
Pure anxiety.
Step out, magnets click.
Stars as stepping stones,
I drift back to you-
Swimming pool skies.
The floor is flooding in water,
The sink spins.
I think I understand the enemy,
And I think I understand fear and violence.
Lights out,
They say I'll go lights out.
I haven't heard from him,
So many words could be slashed together,
Trying to fit the pieces against each other,
Like hands to the fingerprints
Of the suspects.
Sink me heavy,
I shouldn't breathe here-
Most couldn't.
I try to find you,
Asked a couple rings around Saturn
And tried to see the cabinets again,
But nobody had answers.
I think you're a shapeshifter-
Maybe you've changed under my lighting.
You see me evolve like my own species?
I never meant to be so contagious
(Since when was I so relevant).
Waiting on the coffins release,
Hoping,
Maybe,
I'll see him in another lifetime,
Hoping he'll come back for me,
Stars against stars.
We could live out our legacies.
Find not, could I, what I was searching for.
I reach out,
But it's never enough-
Lost on the other side of the red,
The hot water,
The demons,
Bathroom full of creatures,
And I've never quite trusted since
I saw a body hanging from the shower.
Eternal galaxies,
I wish you'd feel that I was here,
I could hit you like cold from the freezer,
Just let me come back down.
- (m.m)
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