We had so many chances to fix it

Repair the pair we repeatedly parted

But instead we tore it apart.

It tore me apart.

I was shrunken, wasted

We had devoured ourselves and then spat ourselves out

It left a taste on my tongue

A taste I mistook for the lingering lick of love

But it was bittersweet.

It was a sharp blade that severed

Even as it caressed

Our love throws threw us out



Desperate for refreshment

Thirsting for a drink long run dry

Searching for substance

In the sand slipping through my scrabbling, stroking fingers

A once richness, dulled

What was once everything, nulled


Our ocean’s a desert

Our summer’s leaves are falling

And I follow them

As I desert, as I leave you, for myself.


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