Tag Archives: break-ups
Epilogue
Mostly, you nearly told the truth. Sometimes. I never knew if you knew the difference, only that in the end, I couldn’t tell whether you exhaled sewage or bagels, only that your mouth was not made for kissing. Before, in love, I thought: Let our poem survive the stanzas I don’t understand. After, I understood […]
Months later
I imagine you return in the clothes I laid out for you. How perfectly they fit your form; made for you, I think. We sit down to the feast we never shared. Did I, after all, misconstrue your style? Or did your shape shift beneath collapsing fabric? Still hungry, I wonder what you wear now, […]
Broken glass
I’m pretty sure the little-known draft version of the Buddha’s First Noble Truth went like this: Relationships are suffering. Then, the impulse to generalize that visits all teachers overtook him, and, well … you know the rest. Intimate relations, especially, can be a crucible, though the result of the alchemy is hard to predict. Lovers who […]
Meditatio Ephemera 