figment
February 2025
Haunting at my side
I’ve always loved quality time
A paper doll stemming, hip to hip
Mimicking my routine
Imagine
A raw disclosure
Contrary to our cagey conversations
I’d concede
Accept my angst
Obtain an occasion of ordinary
Above alienating exchanges
I’ve tired
Fiddling with fate
In your stead
A fabricated figment
Come! Follow me!
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howe caverns
Project Type
Poetry
Date
August 21, 2024
Location
Adirondacks, NY
We would visit the caverns
I in the boat with you
To mosey into the darkness
That consumed the earth below
Our feet carelessly troddening over
Cavities within our home
It’s not the obsidian oblivion that those seek
Nor the bats that scatter the ceilings like stars
But the captivating crystals
Glittering geodes
That were formed from such an absence
I imagine that’s what
I look like inside
Without your feet striding along mine
Knowing that your warmth can’t comfort me
And your breath doesn’t escape your lips
I hope the cavity that will be everlasting
The piece of you forever missing
Is lined with such beauty
From your love and memories
It’d be worthy
Of floating down into darkness with you
Again