72 Hour Hold
I laugh a little when they ask me.
Reminds me of when you tried
to explain it to me in a scream -
somehow got "crazy fuck" out
while your saliva ran down my arms.
You should be impressed,
however, that I payed attention
to your eyebrows when you did that.
Girls are into eyebrows. I never understood
You never really looked directly at me
but just over my shoulder
when I choked you.
You left your smell on me
like a ghost passing through its host
and it’s beautifully haunting.
All I wanted to do is to talk to you -
fall into to your mouth
and live there with your tongue,
maybe put things in your warm parts
but you stopped breathing and went limp
before I could and did anyway.
They keep asking me where you are.
They look at me the way you did
and it makes me laugh a little.