Mell, 10 years after

29 Jul

There’s water left to the right of you on

my arm once a token of affection now

a trail of destruction and a test.

A moment, a monument to

a second of bleached emotion between lovers yet caught.

I hold your waterspout ready in hand captured for posterity I

bring you closer my only one feel this.

feel this burning act upon heads of state heads of meat heads of

cabbage in gardens left rotting feel this mistake

that I ever loved or wanted something so weak and solvent

water left right by my arm

all I have to remember.

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