14 september 2020
I Will Not Be Back
One small step, in dark.
A silver of fear
slaps you.
You move around
to confront the past.
It was the partition of night.
Cobra white, when
eyes would not listen.
You drugged the stone
on stone,
hiss on hiss,
hair on hair.
I did not touch you
like burning coal.
My waterfalls
on red salt, bring the
largest tears of moon glittering
eerie wet.
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