In Your Memory

I’ll crash on the shore
in your memory when I’m weak,
find mysteries in seashells
that shouldn’t have any.

You let seagulls loose
above your halo,
a curse in flight until
flying’s unknown.

I wish I dredged up
no scenes behind your skin,
just a sad pair of eyes
you don’t know yet.

What if I just
want to tell you,
you know how to
touch
just where it hurts.

What if I just
want to tell you,
you have an uncanny
resemblance to loneliness.






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