I Lost My Knife

“I lost my knife”, I heard the boy say. In my head I continued the conversation on my own by thinking: how strange, because I just felt it thrust through my spine line, yes, yes, I’m fine, I’m just doing a little Speaking. Because I don’t know where you are and because I have a love for you that bears no ending I’m not talking madness here, I’m not talking madness here —here I am talking madness, dear. Dear love if I could just KISS you awake each day that’d be enough for me. If I could I’d send you letters everyday so that you’d know how I miss you. How it hurts and how you fix me. You fix me and I love you. I love you and I love you. --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/nakedpoetry/support