Last Snowflake On Earth

felt you and

you were a snowflake melting

dampening the sheets to cool down the night

you were a snowflake melting

and you felt



that night was ephemeral in the worst, most fleeting flash gone definition of the word. three o'clock was playing butcher's tag with five before we even had a chance to note four.  somewhere they were shaking the hourglass down with snaggle-toothed yellow rotten smiles and we woke up sooner than we should and were two separate people wandering around after an atomic bomb blast wondering if we were the last two people on earth.  You were, but i wasn't.  that realization wasn't allowed to sink in or else i might never shake its tendrils free from my bloodstream.  but it's sinking and i can't.  every ashen dirty walled night says i can't.  every blue-blooded shallow water exchange of words says i can't.  every stellar solitary sky sighing heavy outside alone says i can't.  you blasted off and i burned down.  remember



felt you and

you were a snowflake melting

dampening the sheets to cool down the night

you were a snowflake melting

and you felt

Author's Notes/Comments: 

"Once in awhile, she don't want to calllll you, speaking on the telephone.  For once in your life, she don't want to knowwww you.  You look around, the one you found, she's gone."

Awww, poor Brad.

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Becky Murray's picture

this one is really great. i wish i could actually say something more, but i'm kinda at a loss for words. your talent amazes me, it just speaks to me in a way that i can relate to, especially this one.