Dead Language

Our inside jokes
Pop-culture references
Made-up words.

Your groaning printer
Shy tickles behind my ear
Albums picked in music stores
and molten-golden silences.

We split up,
along with our phrases
They don’t mean the same anymore
when the language we made
ceases to exist.


3 thoughts on “Dead Language

  1. I just recently stumbled on your blog and am really enjoying reading through your poems– and getting great inspiration for my own bucket list. Love your writing, Dead Language is one of my favorites.


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