Poem: “imagine me gone”

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imagine me gone

i don’t mean in the earthly sense. i’ve got no intention of dressing

myself in methanol and tethered roots, recycled organics

on a one-way trip to atmosphere. no. i mean what if sunlight

caught your eyelids tomorrow morning and you lifted your head and reached

to say what you wanted to say last night

but the sheets beside you lay clean as a forgotten apology?

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