Short Stuff by Douglas Gilbert, “Drowning Memories”

Drowning Memories

For you again
my river eyes:
over the banks
your memories
overflow the sob plains
my cheeks,
half-masted lids
stream thoughted,
unthroated scream
a murmur on salted lip corner

I can not stand
nor swim away.
A waterfall would
swallow me
if ever I would sleep
to see you drown
beyond entreaties

I told them
the heavens

Help her.

— Douglas Gilbert
Books by Douglas Gilbert


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