The truth appears from ivory depths,
but it bears no meaning with both of us speaking.
As if nothing was said,
so slowly you disappear.

But I hear you so clearly,
in memories nearly deafening.

Here in December,
it's hard to remember what I loved about spring.

shake the snow globe / deep sky unfold  / make that pierrot sing 

“When that day comes, I'll still do your makeup.
I'll paint the perfect tears-
Don't let them run down your face.”

I tried not to wake you 
when I left you this morning.
The promise of dawn came 
through a soft pink sunrise.

I stood in our bedroom 
a few seconds or lifetimes…
Whispered ‘au revoir’, not ‘goodbye’.

Kaleidoscope skies
collide with the sea.
A horizon blue and pink-
deep sky hyacinthine.
& when the sky cracked
I felt it crack in me.
My eyes began to bleed.
A pierrot must sing.

Shake the snowglobe; 
every trace of who we were
is swallowed by the sky.
But I'll carry our memories.

The warmth of the day light,
The softness of shadows:
Morning  bleeds in through 
holes in the blinds.

A carousel spinning,
beside me you're smiling.
My horse descends as you rise…

I stood in our bedroom 
a few seconds or lifetimes.
Whispered ‘au revoir’, not ‘goodbye’...

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