April

the water pouring down heavily, down, down
not hot nor cold
hair flat on my face as this mind of mine, mine, only mine

is it enough if he shares only half
half his face
half his mind


is it enough when you can tell by the different glance

hair flat on my face as this mind of mine, mine
not fine nor bad


what’s in between the wrinkles of your brain, your thoughtful brain

is it enough if you feel betrayed


half there
half somewhere else
will ever suffice if he’s lying half the time of your lifetime

between the wrinkles of his thoughtful brain, the heavy pain
half rain
half sunny day


what will we do about the marked skin, tattooed skin, cow skin

is it fine if you can only write


half silent
half written
is it enough if we cannot talk anymore?

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