the creases of your lips

Apples 11
@snapshotsteve

i was so high
that i saw jesus in the creases
of your lips
and i laughed like the
little man i knew i was.

we were so high
i felt close to my father,
not the one who stepped away,
but the one that passed away.
i saw jesus in the creases
of his lips
and i laughed like the
little boy he had met
when i was four.

we were so high
that i thought you loved me again
and my eyes were dislodged from my face
and they were floating easy
and they looked down at what we were
and my eyeballs couldn’t laugh,
but they knew well enough to roll;
so they rolled away
until the pinks and the reds of
my under-eyes showed
and my body thought it was
seeing jesus on your face
but my eyes were watching
the starry night sky through
the window of my car.

“creases of your lips”
©Steven Cuenca

 

 

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