Tuesday, August 28, 2012

The End Of It


one, words, swollen, warp, bridged, sexual, sweet, wine, dissected, mistaken, thin, minutes.

one of us should speak but,
having swallowed the other's words
we sit, tongues swollen, glaring.
the weft and warp of us tangled

uncharted, these waters. too wild to be bridged

we'd lost what was sexual,
the sweet has gone right off.
the last of the wine is drunk
and dissected to sour grapes and water

we were clearly mistaken

excuses, apologies and love all worn thin

now just counting the minutes to departure