Never

Never


Never wanted to be a name dropped
and discarded when relaying your history.

Never wanted to be the ghost
of a vanilla fragrance.

Never wanted you to become
a salt stain on my suede boots.

Never wanted to be a chalk streak
in your black book of experience.

Never wanted to asphyxiate myself
with strangled syllables.

Never wanted to be a stray hair
found tangled in your brush.

Never wanted to be the scent of
absence in your clean sheets.

Never wanted to disinfect these
once scabbed over wounds.

Never wanted to be a scrap of paper
found underneath your couch.

Never wanted to be a lipstick
stained ticket stub.

Never wanted to be a reminiscence in
the shadow-flicker of peripheral vision.