#078

strawberry runners have overgrown

evening rains loud on the tin
crumpling in rum glasses
an atomic din caught inside

and i am not the same

i tried to die twice and i failed
snuffing out stars and the sun and the moon
even galaxies and nebulae
i tried to die because
i could find no other way to be closer to you

is it really a bad thing? suicide?

i wear my skin loose,
raw around eyes that are lodestones-
sinking but powerless

am i not dead already? why do you don’t ask?
is it because you know?

even the atmosphere
has a shape now
and i still don’t know what to fill
this magnifying gap with

©Mohana Das

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