r/OCPoetry • u/Affectionate-Fig9818 • 2d ago
Feedback Please You. Still you?
I still waken with you on my mind,
Like a falcon frozen to a telephone pole, waiting for a voice on a disconnected line.
A running loop trying to catch its corner
My heart longs for a version of you that I no longer know exists anywhere other than memories
Why does my heart want the one who caused me to krazy glue the pieces back together?
Constantly replaying an archive of laughter scrubbed clean of the tears and fear
I thought we had time,
More time than we did.
We could have deforested this planet ourselves,
But instead.
I write this with the only surviving piece left of the forest we’ve already cut down
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u/naughtychurro 2d ago
The telephone pole line really struck a cord. Currently dealing with the same situation and definitely can relate to your work. Beautiful piece.