fell to your knees. you peered
through worn slats and caught
a glimpse of your reflection rushing past.
timid lovers who saw your sprawled limbs
changed direction and whispered behind
rapid steps. you didn't know what you were
looking for, so you didn't find it.
the mirror fogged as you
sighed. you tried to see beyond your
desperation so you drew a pair of glasses.
you didn't blot out the middle of the
frames; you knew you would see just two dim eyes.
the fog melted and scribbled thin lines
onto your blank face. you didn't know what you were
looking for, so you didn't find it.
your heart was beaten
blue and black and one day you decided to
zip it shut. every knock and tick and bump that
touched the clasp teased the strings of your soul, but your
mind told you no
so you lost those maybeloves. you lost something you
didn't know you had in the first place.
you know what you're looking for, but you can't find it.
holy crap Ali, this is the most powerful thing I've ever read from you. not "holy crap" in a surprised-at-your-power sort of way, but because of the way this hit me.
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