In Loving Memory Rickie Lee Hawthorne
(2014)
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face