Down

hourglass

Down

breaking it down
is always easier…
even gravity loves to lend a hand

your words,
mine…
mixed and mixed up
never walk the straight line

what you don’t say,
flashes across your face
in neon
neon
neon…
branding the flesh of my heart

failure can be as breathtaking
as triumph
and lasts much longer

now, your heart lives elsewhere
though your body shares my bed
like two ice cubes
melting ,
sliding,
in different directions
never to be whole
again…

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