Picturing her up on the wall as a pin up
With red lipstick and begging eyes
A million complications hiding behind charcoal eyeshadow
And remembering the time when I heard her muffled voice
over the receiver telling me
I'm in a hospital
I'm staying here for a week
I see a hundred ghosts a day and I can't sleep
Back then I pictured our bodies
Holding each other
And our eyes overflowing
Like a million sighs of relief
So entangled that I would feel her inhale and exhale
With her oxygen tickling my lungs
But now I know better
After she reminded me over and over
That she was alone in that hospital
And I remember
that I was alone in the hospital.
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