A Eulogy

Clenched tightly to your chest
As if to keep what fleeting warmth close,
Arms encompassing
A vanishing equator
As if to actually hold
A pair of shoulder
Blades,

Ephemeral under the absent light
Of a new moon-
A reflection of your face
Glistening with the birth of a waterfall,
There’s a loss of words
A loss of definition
Before me
You disappeared
At first tempted to coagulate,
To hold all that remains
As close as able,
What space
Does comfort truly occupy
If it remains static and safe?

A kick of dust
Became a rock thrown
So desperately and yet,
With so
Much
Triumph
I almost smiled at the sight,
From the extension of your arm
An avalanche roared into existence

And a mountain melted
Beneath a matte street lamp
Just north of the train tracks

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Author: Montana Svoboda

I'm a genderless poet currently living in Central Michigan where I attend college for Environmental Science and English. Nature's some cool shit, frisbee's a neat activity, fountain pens are best pens, Latakia for life, coffee and tea keep these gears turning.

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