OHTWL II
The fourth chapter in the suicide Quartet
I was lying on the floor.
The floor was laminate.
The room smelled
of hospital.
.
You reached for me.
I looked into your eyes,
As you spoke of broken things,
.
I still loved you.
.
As you whispered secrets
about your favorite,
your father, and the father
of your child,
.
I still loved you.
.
As you wrote those words,
the words on your arms,
chapters of philosophy
etched in magic script,
.
speaking in a secret tongue,
only we knew the key
to decipher,
.
I still loved you.
.
A hidden part of me
will always lie
on every floor
.
In every room
I ever walk into
.
looking for the love
that left us
that night.
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Poetry Landscapes
We are a poet influenced by Charles Bukowski, and Button poets such as Anis Mojgani, Neil Hilborn and Andrea Gibson. He follows the outlaw style and utilizes surrealist landscapes. Find more at https://poetrylandscapes.com
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