. . . shoud  have  said  earlier

                                 he said to himself as she spoke   Shoud  have

I  woud  have

Youre not her man

                        Shes confessing

Shaddup  Listen

they were right

fuckin mariachi

 

   when she saidhis breath caught

                                     he was afraid if he exhaled it would show like warm breath in a freezer  smoky  tinged   ice particles clinging

catching it

            the ice internalised

he could feel it in  his  veins

                                 jangling

tumbling off their long elastic winding concavity

    scarring? them

fingernails  dragged across a chalkboard

                                              . . . shoud  have  said  earlier

Shaddup   Listen

Persistent   Motherfucker

    through tears she said I’m a suicide survivor.

he had no wordsthere are  no  words

                                            he thought when they began sat on the chair opposite him  I have something to tell you. usually sat on the couch with him to eventually lay her legs across his lap for him to rub them

           That feels so wonderful. You don’t have to if you don’t want. 

                                                                            I want to

the ice  melted

worked its way into his eyes

                                 tears

he stoodscooped her up in his arms

sat on the couch her in his lap

Thank you thank you thank you for listening to me . hearing me.

                                                                      using her thumbs she wiped away his tears

he kissed her away

they sat there

silently held each other

into the night      

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