the only thing that we know for sure we’d never lose

Less-then-10-lines, Poem

What would you say to me
if it were you, there,
if we were 30 centimeters apart
moving slowly, v e r y s  l  o  w   l    y
laughing,

on our future

the only thing that we know for sure
we’d never lose
the only bet that we’d never make

What would you say to me anyway?

and she wondered if they talked too much

Poem, Uncategorized

She looked through the window
as she woke up from a dream
it was raining
she was sitting on the passenger seat
and he was driving, just like any other evening

They were talking

about him

and talking

about her

and talking

about everyone

and talking

and she wondered
if they talked too much
if they felt too little
if she felt something
if he felt anything

He dropped her in front of the house
for the last time, and she cried for the first time

At 3 am she texted him
“Are we running out of words? or out of reasons?”

It has never been read.

 

Probably I’m on the Texts You Were About to Send

Poem

If you ever think to find me
Try your past writings
the ones written when you fell in love
and thought you’d never recovered

Try your recent writings
the ones written when you lost her

Probably I’m there

Probably I’m on your future writings
still waiting to be written

Probably I’m not there
and I’ve never been
and never will

Probably I’m on the texts you were about to send

but eventually discarded