for L + C.
once Be and Loved have split
because they needed space to grieve
Be recuperates within Himself
making familiars of limitations
like neck bones that greet each other
with pops like keyboard click
Burst & wait. Like typing "hey"
Be has:
nauseating
blood to the stomach requiring
cat-paw massage
and Loved, no longer responsible for maintaining
the identity of two-of-them
is released into present tense,
shivering Her bra off in a room
empty, at last,
like running and carrying nothing
like running fingers into snowmelt touches
relief into her face.
Be off in a bird's nest
in a nestled lock
As little children know they're gods
Loved moves in her own right of neediness,
casting manipulative spells on her friends
pride swelling like a bad hip
Loved Be
spines spit-rotating in sleep
the Beloved reunites
not yet
when fathers are recovered from stroke,
so maybe never, when separation rites
fail to blue the moon
not yet.
cdzhouse 