It Is Not You
a broken heart is not you.
it's another heart in another body.
it's not me anymore.
it's not even the name
that you always mention
that you attach to
my memory
it is just this broken-ness
just this
that i cannot touch and kiss
just this
unleaving, without a skin or body
it is just the broken-ness
in us, and no other
a word, an idea, a concept,
a connotation that we always
speak of
or if not, that we really want to
utter
but cannot anymore
it is far from us, and yet
buried within our arms
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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