Because

Because—I see your face on the cover of every magazine I see your reflection in the water of every bottle I drink and I’m scared to laugh when I get in the ocean because I’m scared I’ll cry for you. Every first year was half as long as your very first vein extending the sound of your very own heartache fingerprint smashing the ink spot on and off and on and off and on like the fraction that fractured my skull and the rapture that wraps you within where were you when you weren’t you? I can’t even get an hour and a half past you—baby halves of a half of a wishbone making fun of the spine in my backpack what’s the matter, can’t you fly? Fall asleep at the sight of your smile bearing beautiful armies of tears palms up like the shine of a spoon staring blankly at the chance of you ever seeing the backsplash of your own eyelash yes, you! The ladder crumbling underneath my skin my favorite favorite feeling so much better for me than hope because ho --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/nakedpoetry/support