Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Documented Valentine

I send you a voiceless text
You send me a blurry pic
Of permanent loss
 
I send you a pdf of grief
With blind carbon copies
And endless attachments
 
I’d ask you out to the sunlight
But it’s dark where you are
And you’re probably sleeping
 
So let me read the novella
Of your immigrant dreams
Wandering from night to night
 
And when you wake frightened
Let me be there to hold you
Where words cannot reach

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