dagbok




dagbok

a man gave me
his abduction diary

because I was
overly understanding

the sketches spoke
the most, the language

was alien & only
a dream codex

could decipher
the meaning of the words

he left me
in shards of

amber & green
glass, then

drove into a
telephone pole

he lived,
but forgot about

the diary;
I still have it

I just don’t see him
in any form anymore

(February 5, 2022)


Published by Jennifer Patino

Poet.

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