Lemon wedge moon,
did I speak too soon?
To the marks on your forearm
To the scuffs on your shoes
Inopportunely rising from the white
Like a pupil's ring surrounding stagnant light
Winter breaks end,
We'll settle with regret and spend the last night of vacation at home
It's better in the red glow
Swimming up the showerhead and soaking your clothes
Fourth floor Department store,
YOU looked at me the same way.
Foot half down on the brake,
Ripples on great lakes.
Maybe this is your best place
(A translucent storm of ideas that replace the low lying chill of an afternoon weekday)
When the shadows crawling on the counter tops
Slow enough to peel your skin off
Slowly shrink away
I know you're leaving when I wake
So I'll sleep past my chance to say:
You are the red,
the fabric that's stretching.
I'm burning blue
shifting after your deepening shine at the end of the spectrum
And now I'm scared of my surroundings
I'm too small for this galaxy!!!
So, you can shimmer all around me but
when you implode into a nebula
Don't slowly shrink away
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