“I Already Forgot About Tomorrow”

16 Jan

“I Already Forgot About Tomorrow”

You’ll be proud of my fortunate beeswax

I stare at you for a thousand hours

and how leaks to me

tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow

we’ll part in endless sorrow

and hold to grasp this locket always

for photographs of beating hearts

and your frosty lipstick

bound to the tip of each throb

and though the frogs may mock us

devilish goose: your shadow hands

and noises in the garden

to bend your scepters

to walk away from a house on fire

down lonely alleys

in streaked jester masks

itchy hangnails

quaking thighs ready to spring

or ribbit, for ribs of some shame

call collect to the beast of you

torn silhouettes for lost marksmanship

for every flower a terrible meow

lemons spent infinite darkness.

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