Cliff Diving || An Original Poem
‘Do you collect Ambers?’
I joked, gazing up
You laughed and kissed me
You.
I cannot find reprieve
I think,
and stab myself over again
With the ice pick you drove through
The tenderest flesh of my body.
A name is the only thing that connects us
Yet now binds me to you to her
It was fine before:
When I could think of nothing else
For I thought of your soft words
The harsh drag of your stubble
Against my skin
These are now tainted
I feel dirty
I cry to feel clean
I dive from a cliff to catch up with my plummeting insides
I’m not afraid of heights today
And the cold water I splash into
Soothes my flaming soul
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