You'Re Not Worth Crying Over After 3 Am
god, tell me how we got
this far
the other side of i-love-you
flipped over, faced down photograph of spring
before pink bled into red?
I hugged cherry trees and dug fingernails
into thick bark, your sweater
rain-soaked wool
I gave you august
but the heatwave killed your mockingbird
scattered my songs and in the silence
the facet dripped
by a sink, my hair on your lips
thin split ends
leaves fell along the eastern front
while the west wept dandelions?
they clung to your windscreen wiper
swish, swoosh
under dead snow
five feet deep, scared to melt past 3 am?
after another hurried kiss
you burned the ten dollar yard-sale bible
two pages, close enough
for blasphemy
and the muttered nonsense of
it's going to be okay
Copyright ©
Xin Liu | Year Posted 2010
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