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5/12/20

BE IN THIS PLACE

but after your lungs are crushed and your ribs shatter,
no angel will reach down and shield your heart
and weave the tissues back together.
i couldn’t stand above you, crushed over the earth -
speak to me. it’s been hell trying to reach you.

say what you mean. you told me once
that if you ever disappeared i would know where to find you.
you looked straight forward, your hands held still.
i tilted my head and looked into your eyes,
and for the life of me i couldn’t figure out what you meant.

the last time that i saw you look directly at me
you asked if i believed in ghosts.
we sat on the roof of your old house
and i felt them all around us.
washed over by the heavy sky, we gazed upwards
and counted the total suns that we could see,
your cold hand passing through mine.