Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Caught in the Act


It wasn’t long ago
you caught him filching intimacies
from your psyche’s beat-up portmanteau:
brightnesses
that weren’t his.

It ended everything in one
large heart-dissolving fizz.
But now you wonder
if he didn’t have a right
to your light.

Whose light
was it,
is it,
really,
anyway?






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