Her, Onset

The window kept receding, moonlight broke

against it...trailed by entangling cigarette

smoke.

Giving it all the appearance of a deep sea

jelly fish.

You...and your amen to a.m.--intractable 

paces ahead, intractable paces behind...

in lieu of.

It was before that window, few leaf through

awake...I was usurped by your portal.

Your portal awoke me to impart its message,

a queasy distension, an alerting throb

compromising the length of my body.

As if I was xeroxed, enfolded and put into

your back pocket absentmindedly.

Days later you squeezed toothpaste, and 

hand sanitizer all over the sink...as if to 

cleanse the giant alabaster mouth of a god.

You began leaving symmetrical piles of

cigarette butts , and leaves as offerings on

my mother's porch...on sidewalks.

Your grip was loosened for you.

Konstantinos Mark

*This is the first of a series of poems.

Reviews

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. breathtakingly beautiful poetry ... can't wait to read the next part ... am certain it'll be as beautiful ... my favourite lines are ...

"As if I was xeroxed, enfolded and put into
your back pocket absentmindedly."