c u r s i v e
take your pen and let the point glide ink from a steady fine point
onto the paper that absorbs the darkness
…of your words left memorialized
i follow the loops and twists of your words
<<deftly tourniquet my heart>>
words flowing in curlicues and flourishes and vines
all connected except for the small spaces you take in-between your prose
…pregnant with silence
your last words are more beautiful being written like this
<<in the gaps my tears come up for air>>
you write your damning words to me in the way
one would please old school
…school masters
your flowery colloquialisms look elegant
<<too beautiful to savagely rip and tear>>
everyone knows people only use cursive now when writing their signature
forever to me now, your signature will be the last word
<<good bye>>
thank you for writing that you no longer love me in cursive
…I believe it’s a lost art.