Two Poems

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Are You A Poem

Are you a poem?

I can hear you in the next room
Calling
Searching
For something you’ve lost

There’s water seeping into your bed sheets, and I
Have no idea where you keep the clean towels
But you
Take it all in [one long] stride

Are you a poem?

There are moments
(moments)
When the calculated grace falters
When you flop
Boneless as a stolen doll
Falling to my carpet,
Careworn
Moments when the mask slips
And you grin,
Goofy like sunlight
Or rest your head on my shoulder
Just breathing
There are moments when the
Truth leaks out

Are you a poem?

Yes.

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Up in Smoke

Sometimes I smell autumn on your skin
That mix of honey and smoke that lets me know
You’ve been with him again

Yeah, I know.
Thought I’d struck ‘jealousy’ out of my vocabularly
When I took polyamoury as part of my identity.

But I see you with him and I want to cry.

Every time you step outside
(just for a minute
A quick conversation)
I know that your hands and lips will be all over him
That you’re breathing his breath
Even though you know he’s poison.
That he’ll give you more pain
Than I ever could – or could ever
Want to.
Because I know
That’s why you like him.

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