An Arrangement

Stone-faced and silently
screaming his name
across miles of
circumstance

I am so
far away
in his arms, covered
in his sweat, love
and wet kisses

I
am
not
here

We claw and steal
the empty to fill
our own empty
both fucking
nothing

We dress in silence
hollow pleasantries
dissolve, a transaction
now strangers

We move on
before the door locks
behind us

Pieces of Self-
loathing, body rubbed
raw, litter dank
cramped rooms,
scattered
across the city

Tear-stained escape
I disappear
into shadows, hidden
from no one.

Submitted for OpenLinkNight #68 at dversepoets.com

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About bittersweetverse

Writer, poet, lover. http://madamesweetcheeks.blogspot.com/ View all posts by bittersweetverse

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