{"id":1904,"date":"2012-10-23T02:24:44","date_gmt":"2012-10-23T02:24:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=1904"},"modified":"2012-10-24T13:55:43","modified_gmt":"2012-10-24T13:55:43","slug":"bekah-steimel-1012","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/bekah-steimel-1012\/","title":{"rendered":"Bekah Steimel, 10\/12"},"content":{"rendered":"

I.<\/strong><\/p>\n

I miss most of you<\/p>\n

most of the time<\/p>\n

today it\u2019s your lips<\/p>\n

leaving me lonely<\/p>\n

your light pink lips<\/p>\n

lengthened<\/p>\n

by the kind of smile<\/p>\n

that sweeps your face<\/p>\n

when I say something stupid<\/p>\n

or sweet<\/p>\n

your light pink lips<\/p>\n

laid lightly against my own<\/p>\n

your light pink lips<\/p>\n

the place my mouth calls home<\/p>\n

II.<\/strong><\/p>\n

when it comes for you<\/p>\n

distant pulsing drums<\/p>\n

strengthening<\/p>\n

like a sunrise<\/p>\n

take over for a<\/p>\n

weakening rhythm<\/p>\n

of your own<\/p>\n

Death’s gravity<\/p>\n

inescapable<\/p>\n

the descent<\/p>\n

before your climb<\/p>\n

beyond us<\/p>\n

life is a movable object<\/p>\n

as the eye clouds widen<\/p>\n

your breath<\/p>\n

announcing<\/p>\n

the sound of flesh<\/p>\n

relenting<\/p>\n

reality replaces inevitable<\/p>\n

and the hearts remaining<\/p>\n

break as quietly<\/p>\n

as you left<\/p>\n

<\/div>\n

 <\/p>\n

Bekah Steimel lives and writes in St. Louis, MO. She has spent most of her adult life working with adults and children with special needs. She is currently working on her first collection of poetry, an autobiographical glimpse into one lesbian’s struggles with addiction, fidelity, mental illness and mortality. \u00a0Find out more at bekahsteimel.com.\u00a0<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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