almost.

a poem

almost.

❈

like an injured bird—

does not understand—

and slips through the hands.

❈

almost.

❈

like the daytime—which

becomes the nighttime

before it’s fulfilled.

❈

almost.

❈

like the echoes latched

the door. like a blink—

murdered all my dreams.

❈

almost.

❈

my words are stolen

from the space between

my mouth and your ears.

❈

almost.

❈

coats the windows with

contact poison. blurred—

i wipe it all clear.

❈

almost.

❈

creeps out of my bed

while i’m still asleep

and just disappears.

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