1999: There is nothing left

There is nothing left on parted
lips [no words] – no expression
of intent – there’s no embrace –
no affirmation – there’ll be less
cards lipped on revisiting days
by a forgiving kiss on glue [less
to fix] – there old man fingers’ll
intertwine into themselves [no
one fine-by-solitude] – here are
lies to lace – [to tighten – to pull
up] – there a loose knot to trip –
a noose took friends – there’s a
ceremony of wasted efforts – in
recounts of what there was [all
mis-truths are there – recorded
in foul mouthing-offs in letters
to men-in-suits – to men in love
with fifteen minutes of billings]

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