I Had Felt You Skin to Skin

"No one here likes you,

Go away!

Get a clue!

Go back to your fucking zoo

Or whatever it is you do"

        --John Oszajca -- I Hate You (My Friend)





I had felt you skin to skin

Through our days of love and hate

That had torn my heart within,

Leaving nothing on my plate.



I remember things I'd seen--

Your affection's noisy dream--

All the places where we'd been

Now are not what they had seemed.



So I cast this empty cup

Of the things that once felt right--

Of the things I'd given up,

That once gave me such delight.



Endless writings on the wall

Fade like some graffiti art--

What is art without a soul?

What is verse without a heart?



In this place where hopes died

I have found a new song,

Lifting me above the lies

Of a love that's all but gone.



                    

                       October 10, 2009

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