Solve for Desire

After everything,
you were the only thing left on my heart. In the world
we were meant for: the ghost of our loss and what comes after.

I sun myself under you

Everything
that’s ever been said about constellations exists inside my chest.

ALL YOU CAN DO IS IMAGINE THE LEAVING
He hasn’t left yet but all you can do is imagine the leaving. You
are playing an old game and when he says there are no losers
he means “king me.” You want to have your cake and eat it,
but you also want his cake. You want to have all the cake. You
think you can pinpoint the spoils, but decide against highway robbery.
Settle for crumbs in the bottom of a large bowl. You are a week,
six months, a year ago. Cut past the quick, the nervous need.
The problem of small, winged birds.

you come back to me muted and heavy.

Here our bodies lead secret lives, cusped and crashing.
Know everything dazzles in the right light.

ow I would
spend the year holding back a sneeze.

Everything is made equal by darkness.

Historically, the last petal becomes your fortune.

something about refracted light,