Us Poem by Tennessee West
Us
When you decide to leave me
Leave me good
Learning to mend again
I will teach this heart
Meek and mild
To molt its skin
The subject of a passing, burning fever
Grown accustomed to once excitable lips
She will molt this skin
Embracing nakedness
Since you will not oblige her
Forget my face and hide thee in the dust
A challenge-less feat we entrust
For I have loved you
Longer than you have loved us
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