Posts tagged: change
SEASON OF THAT
A wintered
sea breeze
cuts across
my face,
my throat
I heave
a heavy
sigh and grip
the rail, all
sterile-white
and high over
the carnival
shops below
the tart lemon
and ice, gaudy
bubblegum-pink
a sprite descending
And as the
tears fall
clouded
like ammonia
I hate them
I hate everything
especially you
for dying here
determined
and slow
in a tee shirt
now outsized
In the season
of this, of that
of the riptide
that bites from
underneath
I am ruby red
glowing in
the birth of
evening cool
pomegranate-
black and
too sweet
to be real
Sand beats
at my legs
grown thin
with waiting
for me to be
I see
I feel
the salt of
the Atlantic
the too-pale
flesh of your
cheeks, the
grey flecks…
Like everything
now, so out
of season
“Season of That,” K.E.B.
THE DEATH OF PATIENCE
breath clings
to the soft hairs
on the corners
of your ear
refusal to leave
denial of cold,
its impish bite
the tip of my
tongue in your
mouth, needing
a tangle of bed
sheets and wet
brows, measured
by measured time
the cold and slow
dissolving of dusk
painstaking, deliberate
my feet frozen
immobile, futile
the rough blanket
of night untempered
like my yearning
my selfish need
my face stuck
to the pillow
the moon obscured,
a pallid veil ethereal
meant to be lifted
my eyes fixed
on your hands
mouth wide open
under pre-winter
sterility, a chasm
in the bedroom-dark
screaming this
was not good
none of this
decision made
the ring you
stopped wearing
healed, new
nightmares and
violence dissolute
anger and blood
and loss I pilfered
and replanted
jaded, bereaved
this movement
away for nothing
the tip of my
tongue in my
mouth, needing
“the death of patience,” K.E.B.
