Poems for Her : Episode III

Footing to the tune

the moves are ecstatic

Raise the voice

I'm sweating out back

counting and connecting dots

the curtain gives way to the abstract

Outside her realm

she comes pay me a visit

I write to keep her alive

I feel to give myself a jumpstart

something like a dead bell

still plays out that late-night chat

There's a crack in her letter

that's how many ways there are to heaven

I took a step backwards, a crash dive

of some sort. Say, I have missed my mark

how can I live with myself if she's not here

and the obvious is going nowhere, cul-de-sack

Just a messenger gave me something to muse over

tonight, unlike last time, I'll hold back the wailing

it doesn't add up trying to relay the damage across.

A cluster of her worlds is still out there, awaiting my wording

I'm part of the void, I can't play fool

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