2 February 2016

What Love Cannot Do
by January Gill O’Neil

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It cannot save itself when it expires
like a tire’s slow leak. It cannot bring back
the greediness of youth

             mouth on mouth,
             skin on skin, that gnawing,
             that longing you carried

until the next time
and then there is no next time.

You never see it coming but always see it leaving.

It waits by the door, bags packed,
full of stones from your life.

             What it can do is mark
the distance between Point A and Point B,

which feels like a galaxy,
             every star you ever wished upon
             imploding before your eyes.
“What Love Cannot Do” by January Gill O’Neil from Misery Islands. © Cavan Kerry Press, 2014.

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