Filed under: Poetry — Regina Cherry at 3:43 pm on Sunday, July 22, 2007


Silence got deeper after
your departure
even when you had said
space replete with
the pressure of your mind
presence of your being –
intermittent muffled clicks
of your keyboard –
now void

trembling falling
tulip petals shedding
revealing erect nakedness
skin snowflakes covering
the ground; if I gathered
reassembled sufficient flecks
of your molting skin
I could possibly
a semblance of you

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