A WE poem and two YOU poems

Next winter, I will hold your glove in a cold hand
And heat it up with smoky breath
Tomorrow, I will kiss an empty window
               Later on, you will try to softly rouge the mark

Again, I leave hairs on the bathroom floor
They’re weaving into a taut tripwire
I fell into a puddle and chose to stay in it

You fell in cooling pool Beyond anything

Because I wear sports caps
And you still go at the game

Because I was a spotted dog in my past life
And you were a bird that never made a sound

Holes in a Poem
I Promised to Write

I watched a boy become prettier than I
And threw his phone against the concrete
The sparks flew like Young Birthdays

                                                  I’ll know the world a little better once it has already ended

My twelfth birthday, I had wished to be stronger than you
I’ve only told the stone behind my house
Its cracked now              an evergreen died on it
A single tear then           fell from a now opened pore

When we were able to cry from the same eye
Black spheres clacking inside threads of hammock
It's all just a growing sound        fading from the edges

I’ll still keep open your tired mouth
And brush the pink of your throat
Hoping for a kinder choice of words


              Maybe, in a dreamable wrapped 모양