Thursday, May 16, 2013

Poem for Today


I can't even remember your eyes,
Color drifted away,
Like the wet chill of night was expelled,
When the morning's heat came up.

Now the birds spin stupid, lazy ovals,
And the heat dulls me.

I can already feel the sun's crackling burn,
As it tears my skin.

It comes on slowly,
Like the ache for you.

       may 2013

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