Bitterweed Reminder
Your memory
follows me
like heat rays
on a summer day.
I perspire
and each bead
of salty water
has the tart taste
of your bizonal tongue.
The melting street asphalt
reminds me
of how you sculpted me
with each chameleon mood.
Twilight
and dark cool evening breezes
augment the sunburn sting
that remains.
Revving Up
The neighbors gossip
signals rearview mirror escape.
Hit the accelerator
and don’t pretend at love.
If you respect the engine idle
then give in to the motion.
It is top-down warm weather
and your tank is full.
Her four-cylinder compact sedan
is no match
for this turbo charged
engine.
Elucidating Loss
The depth is an uncharted abyss.
It burrows into the psyche
so deep as to be permanent.
The greater the flaw;
the stronger its grasp.
There are no immediate cures.
After activation,
memory is its ultimate host
and that is its fatal flaw.
Memory can override the pain.
using personal positive electrons
in combination with distance
to provide a mental ointment
creating a false sense of healing.
R. Gerry Fabian is a published poet and novelist. He has published four books of his published poems, Parallels, Coming Out Of The Atlantic, Electronic Forecasts and Wildflower Women as well as his poetry baseball book, Ball On The Mound.
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