for her, who left.-ari purkayastha/Fallen Alone

ari purkayastha/Fallen Alone

Fallen Alone

i call for your sparrows at midnight-

they cry on my lips like forgotten lovers
i couldn’t bring myself
to weep for,
while i held their bones in my hands
like your heartbeat-
structured into a delicate masquerade
of permanence.

there is mourning in your name,
and agony in it’s echo-
as your speech stutters in a static
cold desperation that
parts us without any possibility
of a choice.

you can’t hear much anymore,
almost as if the sounds have dulled
in the space between my breaths
and your mind-

and neither can they.

it’s easier to sing
if no one can hear you beg the sky
for words you wish would
dig themselves out of your throat.

we are a dead statistic in a graveyard
crowded with grief-
i could only muster a vague sense of
sobriety to fill my lungs,
before your loss rips the horizon
from my…

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