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this is the fading
by Cassandra LeighI walked through the place
you used to live last night, my
heart fought to return to
two years ago, I felt the
pressure of the
ocean I've been through
since then.
where you are concerned, the
simplest things consume
me: what does the
friend you slept with who
laughed at your sunburn
have to do with your
six-months-clean
catharsis, and we
can hardly speak without
yelling, i use
volume to break the
barrier we put up to halt
the diffusion of
feelings, i don't know how
not to have feelings
about this.
turns out i always write in
sentences, confessions with
convenient line breaks, and
there is no period in
sight for us just
yet 04/05/2012 Posted on 04/05/2012
Copyright © 2024 Cassandra Leigh
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/08/12 at 04:09 PM That notion of "convenient line breaks" caught my eye, and I find myself turning it over in my head over and over again. A lot of the poem did that for me. |
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