offshoot

by india southgate.

 
I worry 
At times 
That you are 
Like the rest.

I worry 
At night 
That you have 
Forgotten me.

Does my smell not linger 
Somewhere in your room?
Do your fingers not yearn to entangle my hair?
Do you not miss 
The loving (?)
And immediate
Comet
That tore though our sky
The largest and only one 
We saw
Together?

[unpublished]

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