By Lisa Nielsen
Inspiration piece

The sky is damp and

the buildings are glistening tonight, as

smoke rises off the sidewalk.

Footsteps and breath form

a rhythmic chorus of goodbye, which is always

my favorite serenade, but it requires perfect timing

or you will call me heartless.

I know I am safest when I’m alone.

You grope me insisting I  trust you.

So, I play along, without mercy, watching

you catch hesitation between your teeth

and calling it a rose.

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