credit scores and memory

Only our
souls are here.
The world has fallen
away, sidewalk and people,
sky and all her secrets, history
and hope, dread and dream,
credit scores and
memory, skin and smile,
even the promise of dying
dissolves somewhere between
waking and slumber. And while
the world may return, either as
a phone call, the sirens of slave-
owners or a skunk’s cautious spray,
dripdrop of faucet
or silver saucer of aliens
circling,

the planet of you(r
flesh, untidy terrain of
bed, of words swallowed by
signals of eyes and beckoning
fingers
)

is all, now, that
exists.

© 2012 Tahminah Zaman