Saturday, 11 December 2010


I know you said nothing. twice. again.
so much nothing. but then
I caught you shaking
I caught you
and you blamed the cold
but I know it was more like the heat
or the something
whatever that was.

I know this is what happened, but I've been losing sleep
my mind wanders
and winds
over the details that meld into blur and then fade.

In the morning with the snow falling
the ground is shining through my window
and my toes wiggle the blankets to anything closer to warm
I can smell the air seeping through the cracks of the house that whistles in the wind
and it smells familiar
and not like you.

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