By Starr                star_e@keltia.zzn.com
Date: 27 December 1999

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Tonight I saw my ribs
on a dark and smoky film
and the fracture there
below my heart
ached
like memories of you
The silence in your eyes
and the way that blue 
can pull me in 
I wish and
dream
that your arms pulled me in too
Touching your tiny gifts
where they hang, warm from my neck
and an encompasing longing
surrounds me
tied
in these terrible patterns
Tears that never came easily
like the chrystaline laughter I force
tumbling out of me only to 
shatter in a
pool
of avoidance at my feet
Tracing back my forgotten steps
into our distant and havenless past
where I wore table cloths
and you were
shy
and not knowing of my future hunger
Tempests are more gentle
and rabid dogs are more kind
than my love
writhing 
under my chilled and lonely skin
Time continues to slip
through my trembling fingers
as your distant nearness
drives me to 
madness
but it's all safely locked away
Tonight I saw my ribs 
on a dark and smoky film
where they cover my breaking heart
someday you'll know
this
until then, it's good that I'm in a hospital.