Lets forget Easter ever happened
never call her again
ache
sleep in so late you miss therapy, the gym, lunch, working, morning heartache.
Lets pretend your okay with the silence
she leaves on her bike
clunks to the sidewalk
panties showing
lace dress and choking-this is pastel painful
her bike and your bike are not locked together
she never calls again
months
night after night
In yoga class all the tears fall upside down
run over your forehead and into your ears
your scalp is salty
Lets forget the feeling of tears working their way down your
upside down face
crawling rivers
exhale
Silence,
but inside it is terrible: the insulation is exposed
it's pink like cotton candy and sharp
the floor is just cold cement with a small spider moving in the corner
it has all capsized- it is really terrible in here.
Okay: crawl under the couch
in the dark shadow slit
and sleep
dream of anything but her
little egg
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