It drags somewhere deeper
when words entwine with breath
you breathed life into dead words
from breath into skin
I can skim into them
but I am scared to dive deep in
you dipped out of breathing
& now you exist only in words
undead ones
Like a girl wearing headphones
on a beach, empty, why?
just rip them off and throw them on the skeleton
and bathe in the music
I try to soak it in
but the doors to my pores
have locked
but I try to relish in
cherish in, the thought, the fact
of how the salt of the waves you brought
numbed down all the broken bottles on the shore.