Wednesday, October 07, 2009

Ahmad's Bullet

I struggle to write
you down
I struggle to fit
your knuckles & how
you brushed them over
my adam's apple
after fastening your bullet
necklace around my neck

I peel back
pages of notes
poems scrawled in the heated
moment barely
legible the bare details buried
b/w all my words
& all this war

I struggle
to find that exact place
you touched me
that epicenter
sending aftershock
waves through my body
how can we
love one another
from where we breathe?
our tongues stretched
snapping back & away
from each other

how can we men
love each other
when bullets & broken stones
are the only flying things in the sky?
how can I wear
your bullet
when I can't throw stones
next to you?

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