Leaving Sentimentality Behind in a Hurricane Eons from Now in a Parallel Cosmos
Joshua 10:12-13
Love isn’t possible but there you are
Beside me in the morning, lashes, eyes
All closed to me and love. Romance is far
Away, like galaxies beyond surprise
In some untouchable and parallel,
But constellationless, pretend star plane,
Yet you, my love, are something God can’t quell,
Not even if the sun could stand in pain
As still as immortality. Romance
Waits, not for us. Love waits until I kiss
Your lids and lick your lashes, make them dance
Awake. They wake from night’s and dreams’ abyss
To find with me a gravity-less day
Of truth beyond romance. Thighs start to splay.
~ Phillip Whidden
