STATES OF MATTER
BY JESS GIULIANI
I.
Did you get my letter?
I sent it with the smoke
Of every letter burned before
My patience finally broke
I thought I didn’t miss you
The pain had slowly gone
But every time I stop to hear,
I hear your voice in song
Can you hear my heartbeat?
It still repeats a chant
It longs for one to fill the space
That your love now won’t grant
I tried to fill the paper
with something you would say
But every time I find the words
They must have burned again.
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II.
Does my laughter hit like hailstones?
And cloud the springtime sun.
Is the silence you like fragile?
And with me, is it gone?
The string you clipped, unifies us —
A pain requiring two.
Separated, we share this grief.
I wish you thought so too.
The sun will rise for you and I
Individually.
Your laughter storms — reckless downpour
It grates upon my ears.
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III.
The girl that I no longer know
Encroach upon my dreams
And I will hold on tight to you
In Thought — not Ground, it seems
Contract of love I signed to you
Has now come to its end
But that won't stop the dreams I have
To feel you in my head
As we traverse the cavity
That once cut off our hands
We heal a heart that lives inside
But only in Dream Land
What happens when I have a dream
And it's no longer you
That creates mess to take away
And wake me with my gloom
So fade not you, dear Knife o’ mine
Please never lift your blade
When bleeding out and letting go
Are so much worse than pain