Monday, December 2, 2013

After Happiness

Fingernails found black
against blue flesh.
Last screams
as hoarse and unheard
as coffin sobs. Voices
ringing toward the Pacific
and one long swim
into the sun. The sound
of the other shoe sliding
all the way from foot to floor
as I kiss her goodbye
for what nobody could have known
would be the very last time.


Blue Lake Review - December 2013

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