By | 1 April 2011

after ‘Midday’ by So˘ Cho˘ngju.

When you leave me,
part of your heart

will still beat

in the empty space
between my sheets.

When you go,
the imprint of your body

will throb in the darkness

on the mattress
next to me.

And when I stretch out,
my arm to feel you

your absent fingers

will trail up the veins
in my arm.

But for now,
you fall asleep

with your arms around me

warmed by the red neon
of the Safeway sign.

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