Whatever
Remains
“I
should leave it alone but you’re not around” The National - I
Should Live in Salt
Whatever
you care to say
or
not as the night grows cold
Whatever
thought you've turned away
regarding
me, or that you didn't have
Whatever
flickering of old feeling
was
blown out along the way
Whatever
was lost in Cardigan Bay
and
never recovered. Whatever stays
quietly
shut down beneath the waves
Whatever
carved-in-stone priority
that
you must never name
Whatever
love that goes unspoken
using
whatever words you may
Whatever
heartbeat refuses to happen
against
the battered windowpane
Whatever
matters. Whatever the wounded
Want.
Or just wish they could say
That
is my truth today
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