a thatch of lilacs
Posted by ~ jamiegirlYou are my beautiful disappointment
We gorged on each other
so that we would almost faint and die.
did things
things I’d be ashamed of
if I were a better person.
I was even envious of the towel
that you reached for after your shower.
I sat, watching you
wishing I were
the inanimate objects of your daily life…
your fork or spoon.
I couldn’t get enough
your kisses tasted like charcoal, like licorice
dipped in strychnine,
a lingering sweetness
laced with poison.
Somewhere, close by, a thatch of lilacs.
Somewhere, close by, someone quietly dying.
I can still hear the thud
as our broken hearts hit the ground
But when we are old
we will recall those years,
And our dry bones will quiver with joy
when when we think of them.
