hold still
*
his breath blows through my hair
*
I can’t remember my name
*
why I’m here in the first place
*
why he is
*
planes flying over our heads
I’m lost and found in a car
*
I walk myself home
barely making it through your front door
*
I put a lie on my face
*
I can’t stand it anymore
*
what are you talking about?
you don’t know what you’re talking about
*
I lost myself in your death
and he took my body for a ride
*
home was never immune
*
in your likeness
*
one by one
*
my memories ended
up as puddles of mud
earth and water
you said
wading girls, hold still
*
nothing good can come of this
*
the table is set
the basement door squeaks
the man in the corner of the room
head of the table
alpha complex
drunk and rotten
riddled with the dead
touches me
calls me
run away
salt on my body
teeth
mummified
you look at things that are there
I’m standing where they stand
and I feel e v e r y t h i n g
Croque-Melpomene 