and finally alone

with no one else
with whom
to speak

i remember your jaw

and how much you hate it

and how much i love

the lines i see

superimposed above the rest

half measure under full pressure

burning to touch skin

once to have that too

and never give back

--cache

--toi

and always waiting for

alone

alone alone

and now more so than
i guess yous could imagine

breath on my neck, hot

chills all around

your shoulders

the way only you

could give it to yourself
and the soft whir and click
and the echo of a sigh
fading more as you try
to grasp hold
and fall through yourself
trying to recover

a lie

impossible to fathom
even attempting

sadness, a sneeze
and the same old no
reason why.