to want another way

December 31, 2013 Posted by gretchen

to want another way

he. abruptly. rearranged.
my life re-became
something i could desire.
unable to chase or
want or crave or
describe the ways that
i want(ed). him.
with something above
my shoulders and beyond
the height i used to
assume and become.
because he was more
than that. than anything.
my lip bled with a
clamped tooth type of way.
and while i sang this
song of a heartbeat; he
danced in a circle around
the way my soul learned
to breathe. i inhaled (k)new
colors and flavors and
pictures of this. past.
he walked out the door;
nothing like the others.
i stretched and straightened
continuing like he said i
would. while i still was
wanting a refreshed way.
a new sort
of style.

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