I Left You
In the morning, on my shallow wrists
Somehow,
angels brought a dre te
cloaked with with feathers
Of death and unrest
all between my swollen tongue
and your sunken chest
Talking with my skin again
Under a soul
And lifted breath
I swam equally at best
To and from orbit eye
Onto a cloudless nothing
Above a mindless sky
A lost grey moon
Is softly pounding next to you
Lying in a distant aura
Where I whisper into the water
Thank you
Copyright © Allison Mader | Year Posted 2015
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