i’ve sure seen some play

i’m at a loss for words
and you’ve got plenty.
we still sit, feet off the
floor, fingers twisted
with palms flat to one,
another. i’m so glad
you left me to see that
life without you is life
without body, just eyes
walking endlessly through.

b-sides and rareties
are what my life has been;
never been on the LP,
but i’ve sure seen some play.
i cannot sacrifice the words
for their reading; no, i cannot
give in to what is specific to
only the language i write and
not the world; the world speaks
in sneaky breaths, holding
us high only to let us down and
rise again.