Gey Dumbass Over Here

4.

My dearest dumbass:

How I wish this night

Could last forever.

I’d stretch time for you,

I’d bend, even break,

The walls of existence

For you, especially for you.

I watch the rise and fall

Of your chest in the dim,

Dim moonlight.

I retrace the features

Of your face over

And over again,

Both with my eyes

And with my hand.

I listen to your

Incessant snoring,

Like a chainsaw

Whirring at three

In the bloody morning.

Why can’t this night

At least last a little longer?

Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    however sarcastic or ironic
    I love the intimacy of that first line
    it takes a lot of closeness
    to say to that someone,
    even if the closeness has been warped into something negative
    that first line
    is testament, that this presence you're addressing
    was once a cherished part of your life..
    (or maybe I'm just way-off the mark, as usual
    lol)
    thanks for sharing

    • Gey Dumbass Over Here

      I just loved calling him my dumbass lol-- so I suppose it was ironic in a sense. And no, I think you are on the mark. He was at one time a cherished part of my life, but... well, he died a long time ago. And I miss him so much...

      Anyway, thank you for reading, and for your lovely comment.



    To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.