South Philly Love Poem  


I will drink you like water

because you don’t drink enough

and that’s why you have migraines.

I’m already eaten alive

this is the after effect

a voice in the ether.

Let’s sit on a cold metal bench 

underground together and not speak

but listen to the world fall apart

above us.

You’re already a memory

to me and if you die

suddenly I will know

it had to happen

since nothing so good can last.

Let’s walk through the city

apart from one another

and never meet

but know we’re not lost

just wandering.

I’m already dead

hit by a SEPTA bus

and left to bleed out

on a corner in Point Breeze.

You’re listening to the sirens wail

to the west as you stroll relaxed

down East Passyunk.

So many screeching vehicles

machines that humans just ignore

you will learn about my death on the internet

it wasn’t the driver’s fault.

Please don’t read the comments

under my obituary on philly.com

it will only make you upset.

Don’t be upset I was already

doomed my future crumbled

by causes predetermined before the big bang.

Let’s speak to each other

in imaginary scenarios

our cellphones on airplane mode

and our bodies empty from want

and your migraine slowly fades

for love’s just life reborn.

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