boyfriend in a coma

Say it

when I don’t expect it.

Rattle my door.

 

Listen for

the padded paw across

plush sand, the muffled

smile.

 

Look for flickers,

odd numbers of molecules,

a minuscule dislodgment

of furniture;

 

a child hiding in the garden

at midnight.

I shall commune in sighs.

 

II

Given up for dead poor sod

a year today, and today

white bones upon the shore,

 

 I live

               yet.

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