mouthful of moon
tonight i won't rename
the condition of forceful forgetfulness
or tired silences
but count on undiscovered sentiments
dotting the expanse of our reach
or fingers interlocked
as i swallow the moon
whole
or give my all to it
i cannot think in numbers
only in words
collapsing into each other
objects, colours and how i feel,
sky blue, nails, breath, skin, water, deeply, slowly, easy, serious
tonight i'll leave this un-
-finished,
or
unending, completely free.
Rifat Islam Esha is a poet. For more updates on her work, you can follow her on Instagram: @rifatiesha
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