TellingAltars & Artifacts


The day stayed outside
while I in my chambered falling
orderly and bloodless
through the dim interior
laced with suncats
tremulous as creak beds
made a sort of music
of the motions

when I surfaced behind my cheekbones
you had already turned away
a long beach of nothing to say

how dear to me the boulder cold 
of your unspeaking
the line from shoulder to hip
the place I rest 
when everyone is sleeping

I never told you
please forgive me