i have forgotten the lines of your face
- Weasel
- Mar 28, 2017
- 1 min read
how far they stretched
when you smiled—
how invisible they became
when the sun hit you
just right
the broken teeth we suffered
now nothing more
than a deleted chapter—
manuscript all burnt out
words decayed
bones dissolved
my hand still reaches for you
when the moon is darker
than the sun on a bad day
but i only find the small indention
you left on our bed
you collected half-moons
hanging in the chests of dull boys
when the hearts grew smaller
you lost yourself
never realizing that a heart
never grows full—
that the world
runs on
empty
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