Write Me Letters
Write me Peruvian letters
as you let the coffee simmer
on the white washed burner
as you laugh like you would among friends
as you languidly
cross your brown leather shoes
which meld into the corduroy couch
Rio Piedras owns my taciturn feet
with its piss grey streets
about which I float
like a dirty napkin
waiting to be stuck
like a fish in a net
waiting to join
my egg shell heart
which forever feels the crunch
of its misdirection
I'm like a kite full of holes
or the trimmed ends of a rose
what I bear is not beautiful
and even so, it's all I have
it's all I am...
the child of an arcane god
mistress of mistake
an empty soul
with not a single word
to fill me
So write me Spanish letters
between Santiago and Quito
pressed with coffee rings in the pages
like all the darkness in my eyes
I can't fight
I just need something more
to run from...
Copyright © Allison Ballard | Year Posted 2012
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