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Borrower's Rock


  
Our love arrived, on a turtle's back  
as we tossed the ball  
with our beach-gang friends  
It followed us  
as we walked to Mabel's store  
for a soda and smokes  
As our friends kicked sand  
and cursed our discovery  
   
I remember you talking  
about all sorts of nothings  
While I all of the sudden  
saw you differently  
In those words of yours, was something  
   
And you, the quick light  
in such grey moments  
asked "What?"  
I feigned deaf, and dumb  
And said "Oh, nothing"  
   
But you, the bright light  
saw right through  
As I saw you being much more  
than yesterday's before  
And me, the worded one  
stopped and drew an exclamation point  
in the wet sand  
This is where we began  
   
Let's leave them, you asked  
Let's go to the creek  
Cool off, in the spring water  
Start from scratch, without the salt  
   
Did you know, how many times  
I kissed you, in my head  
Playing the scenario out  
trying to predict the "Perfect"  
as we made our way through the trees  
   
But I wasn't even close  
Because that kiss cracked my ribs, inside out  
I tried to be graceful  
as my legs gave out  
-pulling you down  
in a mouthful, all at once  
   
I would call it lovemaking  
Because it started inside out  
There, amongst the wild grass  
and unclaimed forest flowers  
we made a remembrance  
Although the grass will claim it back  
like it never happened  
   
Yet, like lightning on a barely cloudy day  
something else happened  
In that bowing, of a polite sun  
When nature reminds us  
that humans follow a pattern too  
Something took hold, and grew  
   
You knew, in a few weeks time  
Yet all I had to go on  
was your quiet smile  
The flames were still there  
but ebbed, like an evening tide  
Your eyes had the look  
of things lost  
Of hope given up  
   
When finally you told me  
over tears and 4 a.m. cigarettes  
of why your belly hurt  
When you explained the why  
That how I probably  
didn't want to be tied down  
That men were all  
basically the same at my age  
No time for another life  
No energy, for new life  
   
I held your hands in mine  
But my soul picked a piece  
of me inside, and let it step away  
It slipped slowly, quietly, away  
as you explained  
why I had no choices in this  
How your burdens shouldn't be mine  
   
And so my shoulders shrank  
then and there  
I was less than two of us after all  
When we become singular again  
during our losses  
   
Life begins at hope  
Therefore, it existed  
Yet brief, a flash of quiet lightning  
whitening a grey cloud  
And then everything is dark again  
   
While hope is locked away again  
in a chest  
Maybe open in another year  
To think about the could've been  
   
There was no right or wrong  
There is today and tomorrow  
There was plenty of room  
Hearts are made to expand  
It's the push and pull  
that drives us  
We are stronger by the days  
if you had tried  
   
I can't tell you  
that you did the right thing  
Who can speak of fate  
When it picks it's own destiny  
All I know is that it isn't so hard  
when both of us take turns leading  
   
Wild flowers that bloom  
in the forest, stay unheralded  
And the tide of the ocean  
will reclaim our footprints  
I know deep down, it's jealous  
We could've walked anywhere  
and leave it there, at its limits  
   
And now, you've told me  
our limit too  
"Let's just stay us"  
   
My only option was "okay"  
The sun was not polite  
It scowled my eyes  
so I looked down  
I took back my visions, from you  
   
You know it's a quiet death for love  
when you don't feel it slip away  
It's slow, like a turtle's progress  
in the sand  
But it has so much to look forward to  
away from right here  
   
That same turtle  
I put my foot on its back;  
More time, more time  
and then we can go from here  
Slow the day, build a fire  
shoot flaming arrows into the sun  
I'm not ready to dwell  
under the moon's concern  
   
Burn us now, burn our sins  
Scorch these moments from earth  
Let the sea have our lives  
to wash them, in turbulence  
and we will pick them up again  
in the morning  
But we won't know each other  
so well, after all  
   
There's a rock, in the waves  
Soon, it will be under  
The tide claims everything  
No, not a rock, it's a turtle  
not looking back for us  
And our time goes too  
Slow, hitching a ride  
on the back of that hope  
that we had barely borrowed.  
   
   
~~~  
Written by Styxian
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