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the vestige of bill
jenakajoffer

every shade of you; honey
 1
lily-liver
 2
maudlin old yellow,
 3
 
 
was a trick
 4
not to be perceived as naive
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or selfish
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when it was.
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and cruelty
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i think,
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was the colour of a strange kiss
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lurking under milk-teeth
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half-biting
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into this fading portrait
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of you and me,
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leaning into sun-warmed backs
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of fenceposts.
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little changed overnight;
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it took years to discard all those party dresses,
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to tell the trees to stop having
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so much fun,
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to leave you leafless in the arms
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of a younger,
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more urgent ruin,
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crying behind some windowsill.
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everyone in tears
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crumpled by the fire;
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the clock with a blood red colon
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ticking into old—
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i looked down at you one last time
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cradled at my bosom—
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you looked distant,
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miniature.
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26 Jul 13

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huey dewy, when you coming back to the nort? thanks for faving you big suckhole. :)
 — jenakajoffer

I'm commenting on this for myself because i'll leave the site again and return and reread stuff and i want myself to know this. "vestige" was supposed to be my last bill poem.  i look at the date and see how much time has passed and wonder how he's still alive.  but he is and he's coming back for a visit. it's january 2016.
 — jenakajoffer

notice the clock now. and ruin like it is everything that was hanging on to me.
 — DeformedLion

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