Poem in which there are no poems

Split like stars

………across the sky.

……The distance between stars

…….is the distance between us.

When love isn’t found

what happens

…………..instead of love?

Terrible poems

……..and other terrible creations

….so terrible the world dotes

on their terribleness

…………with tears.

………Love folds in on itself

and there is no breathing.

There are no poems.

There is no us.

Everything is collapsing

…………stars drop from the sky

…………trees sink to the ground

…………the sky presses down

…..and everyone else

is in love

and they can’t see what’s happening.

For heaven’s sake

………the moon just drowned in the sea.

Camellia Stafford

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