forgotten | poem
poetry
have you forgotten
what the first time felt like
how heavy a breath meets the nape of a neck.
were you watchful of every inch
did they pulse with your pulse.
do you know, even care to remember
how heavy a gun can rest
in the palm of a triggered hand.
have you even bothered
to get, ever wished to understand
how pearl shaped tears
touch an earth your fingers won’t t…
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