tagNon-Erotic PoetryLike the First Night We Met

Like the First Night We Met



The first night we met
you weren't real
you were only
were only. . . only
ecstatic electronic impulse
vibrating in tiny sparks,
colored sparks:
a blue
like a blue bandanna
tied to a white dog
in a snow storm,
blue like nothing else
is color,
but blue, blue blue.
Jagged blue sparks,
only impulse.
The first night we met
you weren't real,
the first night,
the blue night
you weren't real
you aren't real,
impulse. . . blue.

Type your name
let the vowels
wrap around me,
let your silence
surround me
and let me wonder,
let me remember
the night,
the first night we met.
Are you. . . blue
impulse . . . real?

Scream out loud,
let me hear your voice,
let it echo
again and again.
Speak your name
Damn you,
you aren't real.
Just like the first night
we met.

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