Opaque memories.

by Poet on the Piano   Mar 20, 2015


It's now so dark
outside
inside
that I can't see
the trail of your
heart

anymore,

or where you
tossed mine
when I kissed
you away with
pencil sharpeners
and quivering
veins.

Do you still
remain in me,
and I in you
though the black
is all
I am?

-
Written 3/19/15 @ 9:21 PM

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