les pauvres cœurs


Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Epitaph

Hush
a whimpered whisper
'neath summer's moon
Hush
sleepless girls riding wings
hiding faces
Hush
carried across the sound
over water, under bridges
Hush
the breezes separating lovers
quieting the tang of iron
from teeth torn cheeks
sucking breath
careful not to wake
Hush
she who sits pacing
running fevers running reds
running guns without triggers
tucking hearts into bed
Hush
an unwelcome boyfriend,
his shade through the balcony door
and once whispered 'I love yous'
disperse for 'never more'
Hush
the slow rush of thumbs over breasts
the way she always left you,
wanting more

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