It Never Ends

her magenta marker

the silent clock

my desk, now darker

with dust like chalk.

 

his name in my phone

my swimming mind

his teeth were like moonstone, 

mouth open that night.

 

he doesn't live near me,

near this town of grey

where he lives, it's sunny

i checked it today. 

 

i'd forgotten about him

i thought it was gone

that feeling, like wind

the shadows stretched long.

 

now i say i'm cold 

as she smiles at me

her glass voice sounds old

she smells like dignity. 

 

her necklace is opal

her laughter is fear

the class isn't over--

i just want him near.

star

NH

15 years old

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