There should be a whole lot more
crying going on one would think
though the tears are already terrible
in the world given the drinks we drink
or are they hiding most of it from me
and I agree refusing to look
going home for my hour’s cry
missing your scent and sinking
into the calm perfection of complaint
falling asleep to dream you kiss me
in my sleep in my video dream
of post-romantic stress disorder
for which I have sought the therapy
of flat stones thrown at certain angles
the pond torn and trembling.
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