art: allison moore
you tread so lightly
on the sand that i wonder
if you are trying not to leave
footprints
behind
it is inevitable
your shine has always been
blinding
even your flaws
luminous
you cannot help
but leave behind
a mark a scar a kiss
goodbye
a footprint in the sands
of a world that is
crumbling
i wish the water would
lure you like a siren
calling to a pirate
that the plankton would kiss
your ankles and make you its
god i wish you would fall
to a riptide
and be gone
from my side
perhaps it is that i wish you would leave me
your time is running
out i feel it
every time you let go
of my hand
every time you
leave the bed
every time you twine
my hair between your fingers and
hum the melody of your mother’s
song i hear it
i hear the goodbye
i don’t want to wonder if this
will be our last
perhaps i must leave first before the knife
finds its way into my
heart because heroes
do not get happy
endings
and the gods require a sacrifice
i wade into the water
and wait for the call of a siren
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