Dead Name
Can someone who lives in the grey areas of
Life
Still dazzle the soul?
In university I had a crush on them.
I knew their dead name
But never used it.
It was the hottest summer in Ottawa history.
Yet I spent most of my time in the gym before my actual job started.
I walked with sore muscles and a hot sultry shape.
They came over to my apartment
While I complained about the heat outside but not in my living room
They rubbed their hands over my bare toes laying like fish in their lap.
No one had made me feel so different
Yet so much like myself
At the same time before.
Thought I couldn't grab their interest
It slipped away
Glitter out of my hands
Copyright © Sita Gaia | Year Posted 2020
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