I had blitzed your sectors
completely
But all this time you’ve survived
discretely
Interred in my one-terabyte drive:
Knight jonesing for escape, five fingers
dismissing
Passion, fondling my door handle,
kissing
Goodbye our too-easy improvisation.
I conjure desperate devious
strategies:
Charms, supplications, jammed connections,
elegies,
Viral replications, heartfelt blackmail.
Impatient, lover? Hanging in the
delusion
Of my blue-screened doorway, our fungible
collusion
Of dull bruises, ragged tears?
Confusion, lust and memory
conceived
Phantom on phantom, our names elusive,
retrieved
By one for another. Here’s what sinks me:
Your face.
Its invisible
weight.
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