Close(, The)

The sudden snowy light,

The smearing details,

Psychedelic spotty black.

She layered lipstick thickly,

Opened her hard-shell suitcase,

And put forever on the bed

With pricing in my view.

She spoke between her frantic kisses.

Yes,

I know to pass.

I never do.

I paid her everything.

Affairs can drain

To greying everyday

And lawns that call for constant mowing,

Or they snap

And fall below,

Dissolved to instant darkness,

Heroin hungering.

- 8/7/25