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EXCERPTS FROM LOVESPILLINGS, BLUE INK PUBLISHERS, 2021.
1
I layer the chocolate cake
carefully
to learn a thing or two about life
I listen to you
faithfully
to see a thing or two, or all about myself
I wake up
in the middle of the night
to feel your body over mine
weeping
I try to hold you
gently
yet I am still loud most of the time
I love you
slowly
and surely
this contextual feeling
2
(listen)
I am whispering
always
more than what I am just saying.
3
in the morning on the bed
I drizzle some honey down my arms
and let you sprinkle some chili flakes on top
will you come lick me?
I am in the middle
of something
you call my name
I turn my head
don’t feel like speaking
a kid in
the quiet evening
hold on
let me kill
this darling
am I crying
or sleeping?
-
your skin
is too soft
for me to
love you hard
the song of some poet yet to come
-
the work for
which all the other
work was just preparation
the time
for which all
the past is just citation
in my blood
you whisper
a misplaced revelation
six months more
and I’ll grow
tired of negotiation
and you’ll know
where to find me
holding a blue pen
writing
and even then
I’ll be asking
can I hold your hand?
5
(and even the best of us get the words wrong)
6
until my liquids fill up
the tub we bathe in
until the lights are turned on
and I am able to keep a secret
until and after I find peace
in the evening
when I learn to become a hero
for my broken pieces
like yellow lego evenings
after the very end and before the very beginning
I promise,
,
like the fish loves the sea,
like it needs it to be able to breathe,
and despite the haunting temporality of everything,
