Thursday, April 19, 2012


You may watch me
when I'm gone.
I wouldn't mind.

You could watch me
in my sleep now
and I'd sleep just as sound.

Put new words in my mouth
if it pleases you.
That's why I put them there too.

I think I'd like
to be made of light
and remind you, you are not.

1 comment:

  1. I'm really interested in the relationship between the speaker of this poem and the you. As is, it's too spare for me to think of anything definitive, but I like the emotional weight of each stanza. Especially since the speaker seems dismissive with the you, but makes a point to win any way.