“WHEN I SEE HER AGAIN”

I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD
I ALWAYS SAY
WHEN I SEE HER AGAIN.

DON'T BE SILLY,
SHE TELLS ME.
WE HUG BESIDE A CACTUS
IN THE GREENHOUSE.

I AM SO HAPPY, I CRY.
IT FEELS LIKE MIDDAY
HAIL PELLETS
FORCING THEMSELVES
UP FROM MY HEART
AND OUT FROM UNDER
MY EYES.
I CRY SO HARD
I CAN'T SAY THE WORDS
TO HER I WANT
TO SAY. I CRY
SO HARD I WAKE MYSELF
UP.
AND SHE'S GONE.
AND I FADE BACK
WHERE SHE SMILES.
BUT I WAKE
AND SHE'S GONE AGAIN.

MY BLANKETS
HAVE FALLEN
AND I DO NOT CARE.
THE ROOM IS TOO COLD
TO FEEL HOW COLD I AM.

narrative poem written on 02-11-2016 by: on mattkane.com
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