PORTRAIT OF A GHOST

Anonymous asked: I love you.

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Leaning into the Afternoons

Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets

towards your oceanic eyes.

There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames,

its arms turning like a drowning man’s.

I send out red signals across your absent eyes

that smell like the sea or the beach by a lighthouse.

You keep only darkness, my distant female,

from your regard sometimes the coast of dread emerges.

Leaning into the afternoons I fling my sad nets

to that sea that is thrashed by your oceanic eyes.

The birds of night peck at the first stars

that flash like my soul when I love you.

The night gallops on its shadowy mare

shedding blue tassels over the land. 

 -Neruda- 

Lost

past few days I have felt something. 

what it is exactly, I could not quite grasp.

then I knew; it is not my heart that aches but my soul: 

your absence looms. 

I am left here with zombies, forced to battle alone. 

your shadow by mine is deeply missed. 

please know you are loved; may you one day love someone in return. 

- A. Sanders