Spice (pt. 1)

by DBLevin

This is for you.

and don’t you fight
and don’t you bleed
and don’t you tear
at the place where
your muscles meet
your everyday,
I miss the thought
that brought you in
the silent mind
her deadly pin
the last one
to make it in.

Why don’t we shed these puzzles
make movements on your lonely side
and will you stay and try to fight?

there is someone out there who knows
there is someone in here who goes
into the places where I breathe and
pulse and bleed
and one day when we are gone
they’ll find your lonely thoughts upon
the loss that you have assumed
the hole that was left here.