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Waiting And Forgetting

Standard

She forgot what she thought of
Love and decided to make a
Wrongful Wrenching
Portrait of her face
As a misplaced representation
Of a misadventured
hopeless fascination.

She forgot what she thought of
Love and decided that
The canvas looked brighter
When set to flame
In a bursting unabashed evergreen
Emerald
and a face
all lit up–

She sifted the unused canvas
Through her mind and
Thought she could leave behind
A face
An arm
Or any lost
Notions of love
Confusions of love
And love—

She even made a home for it
In a ballroom
Where the steps
Make shadows of love
And the distance between the girls and their
Actual hearts
Is bigger than the
Love itself,
Where the footsteps
Like shadows
Will dance,
Parallel to themselves
Forgetting about
the girl they knew so well
Maybe an inside-out shell
Pinned down:
She still doesn’t know
What she thinks
About love,
And she won’t know,
Not then
Or now.

Copyright 2014 Golden Star Poetry

Aside

Goddamn you

I feel sick to my stomach when I see you

I feel sick to my stomach when you leave

you stare at the my dialating pupils

wondering which one is telling the truth

and which one lies as it speaks:

knowing your sides

is memorized rote

and the act of getting by

marres my bones.

oh, the chill

it’s chilly

on the sea of my hands

and it’s warm

on the island;

unbalanced unsurity

and a twinge of doubt–

come again,
and go back out

Copyright 2013 Golden Star Poetry

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