Gravity

By Matt Steel
09 June 2022

Magnetized
I draw north
ember to moon
lodestone to lodestar
to your shining body
bearing gifts
dried blue roses
fractured geodes
darkling wolf cubs
held-harnessed-hauled by hunger for a heart
that won’t recoil from my heat
but

Once more I
am repelled on contact
torn out of orbit
by the self that is not

Seeking gravity
I listen
to a black-haired singer
standing by the headstone of his little boy’s grave
I’m just waiting for you 
he cries
waiting for you

We wait together
silent in the vanishing light
waiting for
feeling for

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