Sunday, October 26, 2008

don't be a runaway

for all of you
when everything dusty
inside threatens to blow two thousand
miles away
before you see it go and
settle into the sea

don’t be

don’t be a stranger
when you check the box
that says,
“remember me,”
and breathe a full pause in
and out

and doubt

: don’t

and when you
are jazzy and blue
and i am blushingly
secretly red,
know that i don’t
disbelieve
anything you've ever said

i just don’t think you can finish
so soon

so don’t
because you,
you,
and i
none of us would ever
really lie

4 comments:

Coweh said...

you
are a saint.

the unholy atlantic said...

the first half of this made me like explode

Ianthe Wilde said...

this made me smile and miss you. we should hug more.

the unholy atlantic said...

holy mother of god, i just looked up what a sestina is. and jesus, i hope we never have to write any of those.