California

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You laughed only once all day---
when i choked out goodbye and
You knelt to tie my tattered laces.
staring mercilessly at the top of your head
i counted the dark swirls and they were speckled
achingly with white and the soreness there
something besides the brittle cold that turns breaths
into cumulous clouds.

somebody across the park wears the same scarf
light pink and i can tell from here that it's that
soft kind of wool that doesn't even itch and
days from now, your future sees movie stars or
palm trees---
but right now, it's just the snow on scratchy mittens
and pale ice that scars my hands.

somebody wears the same scarf as me
and thinks about california.
You look up at me with ice forming
along your eyes and cheeks.
for a second, i thought
You said
You'd stay.





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sunnysyd said...
Jan. 24, 2009 at 12:32 am
I read Chaos Theory and loved it so I went to see if you had written any more poems and started to read this one to see if I could get the same sense of truth that I had from the other one. You do not disappoing, this is amazing and I can only hope to ever be as good as you.
 
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