Co-despondent

when her mouth opened
birds flew out and hung themselves on the walls
it was always happening
he couldn't stop looking at her

she was always going
there were postcards to buy
definitions to look up
he knew that

realizations pressed like grass under a blanket
smoke blurring the square moonlight against the walls
silver and dust
regretcolorbynumbers
the calendar peels back its skin

perhaps a blanket for those birds
a bell jar
something that would hold this down
she knew he would only hurt under her skin

his eyes were a forest
wanting to hide someplace forgotten
he could be the branches
she was always reaching
going
it was always happening

Reviews

[Buddhistboy73]

i love your poem. it really evokes visual imagery in me. Fantastic....love the language...:)

[Legion]

Sounds like a wonderfully written piece pertaining to co-dependency. I love the imagery in this. Especially that first stanza. Birds hanging themselves on the wall. Brilliantly done. It is a passionate fire you have here. Use it well.