Nico Wilkinson

ways i could be buried with you

            “shit and violets” – michael dickman

 

 

side by side, mouths turned to sky, but separated

by wood, earth, and time.

 

the same coffin. you can be little spoon,

if you’d like.

 

  1. i want an open casket funeral.

 

or we could be cremated.

if we are, and we are floating

and another person inhales

a little of me, a little of you

will that mean we’ve made it?

 

the train: a portrait of four of my lovers

 

it’s one a.m.

sleepers surround me on the train,

their shadows

shining in the windows.

 

we are all tinted by night, and i

am glowing in the cell phone backlight, and i

am trying to betray what i am reading on the screen:

 

you stupid bitch

get home now

or i’ll kill you

 

but this is just another night.

i can’t make the train

go any faster.

 

it will take years

for me to realize

this isn’t my fault.

*

 

it’s one a.m.

i’ve made some sort of joke

about our sex life

and they lead me away

past the rows of people.

 

we are moving to the back of the train

but always moving forward anyway.

 

they leave me, that final

sort of leaving,

and i get off three stops early.

 

somehow, we end up

at the same destination.

 

but not together.

not anymore.

*

 

it’s one a.m.

i spend most nights alone in the dark,

our cat meowing at the patio door’s glass

until morning. my lover works the night shift,

one of the mechanics

for the train.

 

i remember how

she had to clean the blood

when that boy stood in the tunnel

one fall day, and waited.

 

i don’t know

if she could remove all of him

from the undercarriage.

that a part of him still lies beneath

all those people

trying to reach their

destinations.

*

 

it’s one a.m.

they are waiting with me

at the train stop by their house.

 

i am leaving this city

and there is nothing left for us

to say, except

i love you

 

like it is a prayer. like it is

the easiest thing

in the whole world.

*

 


Nico Wilkinson is a genderqueer performance poet delighting in Colorado Springs. They like to write poems and encourage others to do the same. They’ve competed at the 2015 National Poetry Slam in Oakland and host “Keep Colorado Springs Queer,” a monthly open mic. They spend most of their time exploring the mountains with their shih tzu, busking on their typewriter, and doing their best. They can be found at nicothepoet.tumblr.com.

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