And Then
posted 22nd August 2025
And Then
And then
you’re an item of evidence.
What was
a very heated essence, when it wasn’t cool,
when it wasn’t a canter in the feminine,
lies below a veil of indifference as cold
as the heart that never went their once
_ though you attempted it.
But he cast dark eyes on your readiness
and even once that had left,
he never did.
An invalid to the disease of love, you both
had lived in that sick house together.
(Krankenhaus - that tells it better)
All of the time of webbing nasturtiums
in a ring around your neck
as if your neck were a ring finger and your person a covenant
_ complete with vows spoken when what they were
was kindness and attention
turned into a lovers’ paroxysm.
It played so heavy the rain fell out
And the underneath of the earth flooded
- many times over.
And the pleas (no longer please, then no longer pleas) became
a windswept silence _ like a long empty underscore
where all the pulse of his hope cawed
across a flat, deserted plain _
and the love - the merciless and true.
Then he hit her again.
