Sport 41: 2013
Tim Upperton — Just so
Tim Upperton
Just so
I flay her skin so I can wear it.
I say her name so I can hear it.
I can’t bear it.
Just so, I kill my life so I can live it.
These are public words best said in private.
I don’t like knowing how it ends.
I don’t like how it ends not knowing.
In Nebraska it is snowing.
I remember lovers, a friend, some trees.
I remember a poem by Weldon Kees.
It is snowing in Nebraska.
I remember the question I didn’t ask her.
I pretend I love her. She pretends to care.
I watch her watching me. I disappear.