Wash Away


Here was true peace. Here she lived away from everything unfamiliar

She read twenty shades of something and ate apples as if they were grapes

He gave her written words on transparent papers. She would sit under the sun to read through them

Accidentally deleting steps out of the way

Forgetting that I’d need them to keep walking further deep into this dialogue of metropolitan subjects

Expecting to govern intelligent compositions

Creating mental spaces to swim in when the daylight dies

These last pictures I have of you are nothing more than a show in a surveillance camera recorder tape;

nothing but a playback..

Coastal photographs of memories

Thousands of miles seem like a text away

Wash away the letters that you wrote on my skin with a black marker

Clean my skin and start fresh with a beautiful vision that you have of me

You once had one.


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