By Ali
Date: 2007 Sep 27
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disasters

Your absence suffocates me
in the painfully obvious way
that only absence can—
and it feels ridiculous to be so vulnerable,
but there’s a good possibility
that you could lose me—
and it’s a shocking
repercussion, really, to suddenly
wonder
how much you’d care.

Doubt hadn’t occurred to me
until this morning.  But there it is,
like a winding sheet
made of satin and secrets, too indelicate
to be lace, but red—
red for many reasons.

If you know what’s good for you,
you won’t let me go.  If I know
what’s good for me, I’ll run—
but away or toward?

I whisper.  I scream.  I might as well
implode, because in this
I created and invited chaos, lovely
disasters that spin and smile,
offsetting and resetting
the balance, even when there is no
center, except…
except your goddamned smile.