As We Kissed…

The Lighthouse

As we kissed I sensed the change
as we fucked I could feel
that fire dying, brutally sobering…

The next time you called me
I lay motionless, foetal by the phone
already sharpening my excuses…

As we watched that film, I knew
this would be the last we shared
listening for some good dialogue to use…

As you slept so silently that night
I lay awake, forging a letter
to get me out of these games…


Thanks for reading this very early/old poem.

All poems.

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