Eucalyptus

her skirts are so thick
if you spun her upside down
she would open up like a rose-
violent yellow pumps
and bubble ankles on
lanky blue legs, waving like stamen in the rain.

she's pollinating all over the room

a good thing to ask would be
why have I waited so long.
Do you remember burning me around your neck? I singed your hair, but didn't say anything.
It just curled from my fingers.

I sit far away now-
wrapped around my new love like a cat,
telling ghost stories and missing your shoulders,
eucalyptus eyes.
flicking back and forth against the subway walls.

I got a letter today
a train schedule
headphones and
another reminder of my
residence in the wings.
why have I waited so long?

I remember the day
you sat in my livingroom
somber, surrounded by fruit,
while I ran back and forth
miserable and sweating, trying to
find something appropriate to wear at the funeral.

eucalyptus-
you played at his memorial
and I watched
leaning back on the carpet and forgetting
entirely where I was.
forgetting the spaces and lines that crossed from you to me to him and back again.

but no matter, I've decided to let you go,
its easier to hold a memory than a mind.

and the matching pendant I wore,
fell and lost herself at a gas station the day before I left

which is just another reason why I don't deserve you.