domestic bond

of the household's fresh love, and fading homes.

_{"so you say
i should be tired}

_{of feeling the way i do."}

<sub>second guessing my steps
and discovering the hidden meanings
of those matter-less bricks
with their maddening orange 
that leaks and spoils the halfhearted
scribbles we created on 
our sidewalks. 

"insecurity, instability,
building up entire dawns 
on your auroras, yes."

i should [would] beg
to differ, we had eternity bottled
up, in cupboards on our 
kitchen walls, loads on our side,
sober dreams made of back-up plans, 
we knew how to get gears turning,
slowly, but surely.

"swearing that i won't
leave you for the last beautiful
piece that comes my way."

i hum, yell, and dance, i put
up a good show within your absence, 
pasting price tags on my deceased values, 
choosing miracles to give up on, at our next
garage sale, on springtime. and the most
soul-shattering thing i have to cry over is 
the fact you never left me.

"just ignore the expiration
date, and bid youth farewell before
you miss it."</sub>

Author's Note

on imaginary relationships. everlasting smiles, and tamed hearts full of unfairness.
thank you rather kindly for reading, and feedback is much appreciated.

Reviews

[SwagMaster]

I really liked this poem; it's beautiful. It truly captured the feelings you were trying to convey.