Ashlandsblog

Hung between others 
Sometimes it whispers 
Like a child 
Plush questioning without contempt 
Make the accusation
Rip harsher 
How do I tell my favourite coat
I don’t wear it
Because I kept it for a night 
That never arrived 
Unspoken and not promised
Dust gathering around 
I don’t bother 
Not even a good hand me down 
Lest it pass on nights unfulfilled 
Unlike a wedding dress someone keeps
Just a coat that reminds me 
How someone can tear without
Cutting
Bleed without
Bleeding
Teach without
Instructing 
How two men love without 
loving.