Today's poem is by Michael Meyerhofer
It seems we've left skin
in each other's lungs. I should have
looked under your bed skirt
for my wallet, but how
could credit cards compare
to the sneeze after we've parted?
Gone and still you make me
reach for a tissuestill my palms
turn circles in the red
breakwater of your heartbeat.
I want to tell you, I have nothing
but respect for your ribcage
now that we both know
it's not big enough to hold us.
Copyright © 2011 Michael Meyerhofer All rights reserved
from Damnatio Memoriae
Brick Road Poetry Press
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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