I: Part 2

I am the bitterness of alcohol,
and the nausea of cigarettes on a hungry stomach. 

I am the facial expression during an orgasm,
and the last wipe under regret which follows.

 I am the advertisement of a gentleman’s death in a daily newspaper,
and the all-giver saint’s ad on a passenger train’s window.

I am the eye’s blink at 2 in the night,
and the first deep sleep in a new city.

I am the sadness in blues,
and the warmth in a sweater knitted by mother.

I am the last rites of the dead,
and the squeak of the infant’s first toy.

 

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