May 28, 2016
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Against my side and he’s Shaking My fist curled on his back And my knees buried in our chests Silence falls heavier than my Breathing, I’m sucking In water and my eyes are drier than my Tongue Hand to my heart and away as My body comes to life, The tremors in flesh and blood And my clothes are big enough to swallow Now, like I did then Dim fire-hazard light from the next room And an ambulance siren outside the Window, again I’m Clinging, releasing, fearing, calming, He’s alive and dead again He’s himself and then not He’s so still and flat to me Lifeless as a boat dock plank, Afraid of what will bring the next quake, But he’s there But he’s not But he’s there
But he’s Not