Tuesday, January 9, 2018

I could endure you

I could
endure you

I could exist as merely bones

I could lay everything open
let each hair wind away
slowly
from my body
let my skin loosen and fall
to the floor
let every muscle and vein dissipate
into a thin ash

I could do it quite easily

I could
endure you

I could lose all sense of my childlike imagination
forget how to move my mouth
in simple ways
to create sound

I could
be frightened
waiting eternally
for the emptiness in my hands
to replenish

I could  even let myself
admire you
le capitaine
with your worn compass
guiding us through the fog
on a thin premise

truth be told

I am an extravagantly
ordinary queen
of endurance
however
I have now grown tired
no longer
a question of endurance

it is now
a question of desire

and

I have none
left

for you.




01/09/2018   AAW


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