u/Larry_Boy

The past will find a reason

why you should stay the same,

regardless of your lover

and the sound of a new name.

//

Just lay down and relax.

Forget about your fingers fixing stitches on her back.

//

The past will find a reason

as the entropy seeps in,

soaking in the water

with the tonic and the gin.

//

Just breathe out, then breathe in.

feel the heat flowing through your skin,

There’s no piece that you’ve forgotten,

We’ve forgiven all your sins.

//

The past will find a reason,

why you will never be the same,

you cannot forget it,

you are what you became.

//

And here we are, once again

with bruises from the wall,

because the drop of rain felt like isopropanol.

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She puts on a brave face.

It doesn’t fit.

But decorum—

Her cat was all skin and bones at the end. Flea-bitten.

“I didn’t know it was so bad.”

Of course not, child. Of course not.

But I’m no different. None of us are.

When the dry leaves of paper catch fire—

if their smoke pleases Rasheph—

mix their ashes with mine.

The past will find a reason

that you should stay the same,

regardless of your lover

and the sound of her new name.

Just lay down and relax.

Forget about your fingers

finding the stitches on her back.

The past will find a reason

as the entropy seeps in,

drawing you together

like the tonic and the gin.

Just breathe out, then breathe in.

Feel the heat leaving from your skin,

There’s no piece that you’ve forgotten,

Just lay down and let it settle in.

The past will find a reason

when it’s all settled in your mind

to tell you you’re mistaken

and there’s something else to find.