supernova beauty and a green-tea sea

it’s like you put all my words in parentheses

(said in a whisper,

taken out of the conversation;

irrelevant)

 

and you say you love me. i know

that sometimes words are true,

but true in a different way than you first

may have thought

because our voices don’t come out

in black or white or shades of gray

but in bursts of red

intangible emotions and thoughts that can mean

everything

and nothing

 

and i do believe you love me.

 

you love me like a tornado loves the ground

like raspberries love white clothes, like

rain loves joining in on people’s plans

you love me like nighttime loves fears and

death loves the weak and the green-tea sea loves

smashing its waves into the sand over

and over

and over

forever

 

and maybe we’re beautiful

[in the way a dying star is beautiful]

but you’re vicious and you tear me apart and

i become nothing

 

and i’m sick of you turning me into air

and then calling me a hurricane.

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. dmlicht
    May 02, 2012 @ 20:14:01

    AHH “like rain loves joining on people’s plans”

    So good!

    Reply

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