i. today i ignored the dismal beating
in my chest [it held me closer than
you ever did] and chased after you
like a lopsided puppy,
watching your skylit legs sink into
shin-deep puddles with indefinable
bottoms. i looked as you left me
miles behind as i shouted
nonsensical wishes and
honeycombed thoughts to you.
[let's drop anchor and stop
this off-course ship with
a handful of windswept lies.]
ii. your eyes are like my mirror -
reflective, deflective, and unforgiving.
[the only way you'll speak to me
is without words.]
one of these days i will write
'ugly ugly ugly' on my forehead
so that on opposite's day,
those baby blues of yours
will tell me that i'm beautiful,
and maybe for a minute
i will believe them.
iii. your smile looks all wrong
when it's upside-down, like the
sea is dancing in the sky and the
clouds sleep on the floor.
i tell you everything i've ever
held back, like how your freckles
looked like glitter storms and
the way your fingers were like
[anything to make you smile again.]
iv. it's like you've forgotten
how stunning you look when you're
bathed in the golden light of the sun,
and you have resorted to sleeping
in the shadows with dust crawling at
your feet. i don't want to do anything
but make you glow like the silver stars,
but you're a supernova that's already
exploded, and your heart is a black hole,
pulling me in. [but the galaxy is
bare compared to what's sprinkled beneath
your swarthy skin.]
v. i told you that your smile put the
sun to shame, just so that i might be
able to see it again.
you could fly up there and kiss it, i
said, smiling with my own unfortunate
imitation of yours.
you said that your bones were full of
stone and that no pair of wings could
ever lift up something so weighed down.
[the sun in your teeth popped in a
cataclysmic supernova; all the light was