(You)
If everything
were water—
I’d still be
so
thirsty
for you.
Tag: once
No Answer
The package you requested,
cannot be
delivered.
Because the black cat
at the fourth floor
window
is watching. Because the lantern
creaks
and sways. Because the key took
a wrong turn. Because
the address book except
one page was thrown
away. Because the body
and the blood behind
the shed was
everything
you meant to send
instead.
You
iii.
you asked me once, to look
inside a poem.
and here we are
beside an echo, blue blanket and
bucket of tears.
it goes without saying, whether
you drink
or never drink, the bucket
stays full.
and there–
a hummingbird, not humming.
curious, though. as to why
it’s taken you so long
to appear.
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Posted in hello, moon
there once was a little girl,
moon, with curls curled
all over her head.
and when she was good, she was
golden. sweet.
and when she was bad
things got wreaked.