CLOTHING DREAMS


CLOTHING DREAMS

The silence without you
Is much heavier roar I can’t screech, scratch

Forlorn, forlorn I burn—

I try to hold the wind, keep it secret
Among elephant ears and crocodile mouth humbles

Only to bewitched by blinding numbers.

You’re there—
The moon is full and high, blue in soft silver light
I’m eclipsed by insight, tonight.

You faded in these void eyes.

Among serpent legs and frog tongue friends
—We shunned us to succumb in math

And yet silence is not unshared, lost or dead
It’s a still shadow always there—
An act with decorum— nothing to erase

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