Slipstream

Poem: Slipstream

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I’m weary from missing you

in the slipstream

following beautiful moments

gone awry in my heart

 

cricket songs scratch the drums

 

blood of the heart song spills

into yesterday reassurances

they flow down the drain

with sludge from the storm

 

cricket songs scratch the drums

 

I lick rain from my wrist

to savor hopes

before they’re forgotten

 

cricket songs scratch the drums

 

bleeding is easier now

like a memory

slipping to sleep

 

cricket songs scratch the drums

 

I’m weary from missing you

in the slipstream

following beautiful moments

 

your lovely dark haunts

my dreams while

cricket songs scratch the drums

 

let them bleed my heart

bleed hard

so that I may live

again

 

6 thoughts on “Slipstream

  1. My heart fills up every single time I read you. No single exception. Slipstream now exists in the deepest vessels of my heart, such is its unrefined beauty. Have never once witnessed you wasting a solitary word. In 113 here, you lead a deliciously divine dance through timeless space with the poise and grace of a ballerina. Thus, all ten senses rejoice.

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    1. You make me cry, Richard, which is a precious, precious thing. Wonderful, heart-full tears. Words are not to be wasted. It pleases me, in the extreme, that you feel I use my words wisely. Thank you. Always. Thank you. ❤

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