rot.

Published September 13, 2012 by April Fox

what if one day
our hands didn’t match
if, while walking
they didn’t draw together
magnetic
what if your fingers
didn’t recognize
mine?

what if one day
we shared a seat
without resting our feet
on each other
or my head finding that place
just to the left of your shoulder
that seems to remember
exactly
the shape of my skull

what if
i tried
to place it there
and the force of not belonging
made it shatter
and the sticky tar inside
came pouring out
stench of remembering
thick in the air
binding our limbs
together

what if i rotted there
next to you

would you die too?

One comment on “rot.

  • nice work -Ive been on the computer for over a week=sick-then the cable got messed up, I had 977 messages piled u, so obviously I wont be able to do a lot-still not well-rough week. Hope you are doing well–beebeesworld

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