ExAm

Graphite pockmarks pinned to my face
A place once scored
With too much blank space.
Higher or lower, she asks
Not the time or place.
For what difference does it make?
They couldn’t erase.

Stripped thin pocketbook falls from my waist
In last lingering page, x’s and o’s
A cat’s game.
Even if either had cheated,
We’d still be in the same place
And what difference does it make?
They couldn’t erase.

Have I degraded to the point of being average?
Maybe if those scales hadn’t failed,
Maybe if those notes hadn’t passed
What difference would it make?
They couldn’t erase.

So in the sum of my subtractions
Graphite, ash ridden kiss
Notebook, with game unfinished
Purveyor or betrayer,
An ex is what I am
And what difference do I make?
Other than being the one,
that they couldn’t erase.

-Galwyn

 

 

Scholarly

Transcending definition
Disposition and declension
The dimension of retention
Just assures my heart’s detention

The oh, and um, and am, and ah
You’re my first and second person
My present, future, perfect, past
Never marginal diversion

For you would spill this very ink
Shatter graphite from constraint
Make blackened flakes where once were lines
And let me fingerpaint

You’re the problem and solution, dear
And your x’s tell me why
Solvent to my sucrose singing
With no disillusioned sigh

You’re the rhythm and the rhyme, my dear
Of scholarly endeavor
Evaluate the consonance
Of u and i together

-Galwyn

 

Blood Sugar

My sweet tooth is the sharpest one
Nipping as I strain her
Blood sugar has the finest taste
From which I can’t contain her

Blooming rose from fair indention
Rest upon my face and simmer
Candied words of your retention
Clinging lucid to my finger

Encircling my sucrose nights
With vascular seduction
Whisper morsels to my ears, my love
Those granular instructions

With honeyed lips you slaver
Holding savor where they stain
Domesticate my acres
With that soft transparent grain

Sanguine with her sweetness
As the florid turned to flush
In my heart where I restrain her
Fallen victim to her rush

-Galwyn

 

 

No More Apart

Tapping twice beside her hip
Another song for which I’d stay
She didn’t nip my budding love
Nor pluck the petals all away

One couldn’t mitigate her mandate
Her claim and mine, were with each other
And with two taps, her hand uncovered
Each terrene scene where I might doze

She needn’t nuzzle to let me know
Nor have me linger there forever
Patting twice the ground below
To let me know, to her I mattered

She lays her head upon my side
As if there’s any such distinction
A hear a double tap inside
As if there ever was suspicion

And as dominion starts to lapse
Venn diagram of beating hearts
She taps me twice upon my chest
With her claim – no more apart

-Galwyn

 

Fetching

Soars aloft and free of fletching
Couldn’t wager feelings catching
Nimble as her figure flies
Piercing nimbi from the sky

With tensile limbs and limber timber
Indent my I and let it linger
That gasp before the words I’d write
In pale corpus left to right

Not hard to miss when standing still
By Artemis, moonstricken ill
Amounting pining needles clatter
Mounting forth the moonlit patter

Intentions that a heart would infer
Pretenses plucked from scattered tinder
Let loose with knotted tendency
To knothole carved out tenderly

Soars aloft and free of fletching
I raise my hands in hopes of catching
A nimble figure’s intervention
‘Tween fingers, ribs, and apprehension
Itching with the jasper etching
The kind of face to find me fetching

-Galwyn

 

Eulogy

A perfect form
That which glowed like a brilliant comet
Passing over our heads
Bringing light to our eyes
Bathing us in warmth
Her astral body embracing us
Powdering our worn skin with stardust
So that we might glisten like her
Her eyes, deep green with a bright center
Like a deep emerald lagoon
The moon nestled within its halcyon surface
Her lips like a heavenly gate
Releasing words of beauty into my unbefitting world
Even while closed, ataractic humming
A promise of the bewitching thoughts she would soon share with me
But these embracing tones have left me
Her visage lies stoic
Robbed of her smile
Ever beautiful, but incomplete
She can’t return
Though, I never deserved her in the first place
This crossing of fate
A brilliant comet and a fading black star
One being insatiable for her light
And being given it unconditionally
I can’t go to her
I am undeserving of what she is
Our time on earth was enough
And the light has moved on with her
I give her my hope
Planted by her in salted earth
It grew all the same
I give her my voice
Words and languages
Impotent to explain her loveliness
I give her the warmth from my chest
She prodded the embers
And built a fire
Burning away the dark ichor inside
And I give her my love
Memories of each moment
Songs sung
Hands held
Beds shared
Tears shed
Never of pain
Not with her
I’m not much more than a shell now
Once filled with rot
Then with light
And now with nothing

-Galwyn

 

There You Remain

It wasn’t representative of anything else
Yet you stood there with me for a while
And while I tried to dispel any obligation
There you remained

I’m not quite sure what to hope for anymore
Aspiring for your heart wasn’t right
Yet every time I try to awaken
There you remain

It’s not a question of what you mean to me
But of what I don’t mean to you
And once again I dispel any obligation
Yet there you remain

It’s like some single-minded synapse
Felt happiness once on receiving your name
And in that ill-fitting yearning
There you remain

All my jubilant moments are eclipsed
Only by you in the foreground
And this dark thought worries
If you dispel my love’s obligation
There you’ll remain

-Galwyn