Like Poles Repel

Together, we're a shipwreck.
the two pieces of a magnet once whole.
won't ever reconcile the same
because they've formed distinct poles.

When you drop that rogue exterior
and your eyes soften at dawn.
you'll hear a lullaby,
but the voice will be someone else’s.
mine’s holding grudges.

I'm drifting away
in search of a place called home
having dug the shape and form
Out of you.
‘where I couldn't find an abode.

Revelations are like morning newspapers
I collect them only to leave them at the table
for you to read while you sip
your cup of tea;
which, is anything but me.

It is only when you leave
that | tiptoe towards your empty
cup to read the leaves;
to touch the crockery my fingers
exactly where yours touched it

You write letters to me.
addressing them to anonymous.
identities
only to crawl back into bed
with pocket full of empty envelopes
to be stuffed inside me.

My wrist is like the neck of a
mockingbird.
which you keep snapping;
a heart like that of yours
is worn at the sleeve
and it keeps breaking loose.

Together, we're shipwreck,
the two pieces of magnet
once whole,
won't ever reconcile the same
So be the willful dole.

-Khushi Kaul