J.J. Campbell

a closed border

i trace all your curves
with my tongue and 
think of all the empty 
pages i am going to 
fill up about you 
over the years
 
there is a closed border
between us and god 
knows all the years 
as well
 
but i’m at the point of 
life where death is 
as comfortable a 
conversation as a story 
on the back page of the 
morning paper
 
patience might be the
only virtue i have
ever had
 
it has thinned with age 
but i know when to 
swallow pride and 
just say yes
 
embrace the longing
 
and think that happiness
is a lonely corner on the 
other side of the world
 
we’ll meet there one day
 
and let the revolution
finally begin

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