Humming

Photo by insung yoon on Unsplash

Pining is always good natured
filled with aching

and fluttering touches
lovers suffer

their feelings — terrible bouts of red days —
bloom under the skin
then exposed
to the brunt of night

the universe has
assembled us

halfheartedly
we rise in nothingness

but love comes always
with a vengeance

the water sliding down
my arm
memorizes

my skin like rhyme
because
who can say ‘I love you’
in all
the ways that matter

without bursting open
with memory.

tenderness is sometimes
a deafening hum

miles away
trapped in another lonely
body

and life is decay
romanticized
or an animal born

too small
scrambling
in the dirt — stamped out of life
as its mother sinks
her mouth
into the river.

a year ago I arrived
to love too
late

I am tired and detached
I levitate
in my isolation
I rise to its surface

and

I watched you scoop
me out of your stomach

we watched as the
ache died

dry and smoking
on the asphalt

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An aspiring poet who uses poetry as a medium for self expression and catharsis. She is based in Georgetown, Guyana. Support me here: https://ko-fi.com/garbled

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Hope Ramotar

An aspiring poet who uses poetry as a medium for self expression and catharsis. She is based in Georgetown, Guyana. Support me here: https://ko-fi.com/garbled