ReAnimation: A Poetry Collection

Gage

I think about the left and right motions

that you made;

the difficult ones and the consequences

that came with 'easy'

'I never had you'

is scribbled in sharpie ink and concrete rubble

bouncing from one blonde strand to another

You uttered 'I'm sorry'

and I was sure I laughed -

bunching up my rebel nose

and pinching up my eyes

Sorry didn't dry my clothes

or keep me warm at night

because it's only one word and

I'm looking for three

but you showed me your back and

I'm still looking