Two Poems

i feel like i could die in the summer sun

i feel         co  ld

         like i could die

i        like                              u

         like                      the              sun

i                          die in      summer

          like   co   d

Possum Skin

Do you remember the walks at night
in the freezing cold?
bundled to our ears out
in the rain,
in the sundewed snow. You
really have bad timing,
you,
telling me you love me
again, like you know
how bad it hurts. But I just say
nothing, for another time,
and take the slow walk home,
rubbing
my eyes hard
just so I won’t see you
curled up in my bed
all sad and sweet.

You are wasting
time, wasting me away
when already
you’ve wasted it all.