from the other side of love.
We are still learning how to fight
After nine years.
We are sleeping animals
You and I,
Defending what is ours. Yours
Is the breath I breathe,
my own life depends on it. I know you
by heart, by flesh, by sound and by scent.
I could draw you with my eyes closed.
How to reconcile then,
This darkness we throw at each other?
Wash the venom from our spit;
clear the ashes from our throats.
To unsee what we've seen.
How do we
come to bed again,
clean
Your fingers reach across the blackness
to find me. Quietly touch my thigh,
bare as a new paper.
And your lips,
I trust it is the same mouth as before.
