Wednesday, October 5, 2016

give it up (because...simpatico)



three times she left the house
hand prints ultraviolet, smudges
on the face of a ticking clock
following the blue line back, because
everything beautiful is broken

how quickly she forgot that
the music was not for her
his soft pulses of confusion
now misery personified, but
the walls will remember,
and watch him from now on 

"don't give your magic to the undeserving"

his words murmuring a loop 
past the graveyard in her chest
and out through empty hands, the
quiet remains of her spread 
delicately across his comforter 

she is simply not enough, but 
that dark pond was a mirror  
reflecting her light more
than just once, failure
oh failure, follow the thin blue line


© 10.5.2016 heather brager


2 comments:

  1. I had an idea about this, then noticed the simpatico subtitle.
    Now my perception is altered.
    Because...

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  2. "Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why." - Kurt Vonnegut

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