"Her Thoughts on Love" - Mark Flanigan

Her Thoughts on Love - Mark Flanigan

it was everything everything-else
should be,
    but rarely is:
    very real.

a love.  founded
on assumption.  once doubted

diseased—now—a corpse on display

the peering in of
little more than memory

the breathing into
impotent to inspire

more than words on paper
awaiting the rebirth of breath

we were body, we were form

the size of which
eclipses me,
    my sight,
and darkens the promise—in the distance—
of anything more perfect.

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