Innocence is what we allow
to be gifted back to us
once we’ve given ourselves away.
Ten Years Later
David Whyte
While I slept you drank and then
you slept too and sometime in the night
we met we must’ve I took off
your shoe the left one first I always stared
there and then the next one
and you let me but only when you drank
and it was not as toxic as memory
would make it you came back into
your body from wherever it was you went
when you began
to drink while we were at school and your
husband was away and sometimes you drove
and one time collided head-
on trying to navigate that tight inside S
(but now that I think about it I think maybe
you were on your way
home so that meant you were not on the inside
or weren’t supposed to be) and maybe she's
the one who drifted maybe she did no one knows
the one who drifted maybe she did no one knows
or ever will but you went into her grill
and she went into the wind-
shield because who then ever considered
seat-belts it was you and her the most
intimate you’d ever let yourself get
with another woman
and you don’t count me you don’t
coming home from school putting you to bed
on the couch
then set to peel potatoes to wash and boil
and bring a bit of fat to the heat and let the meat
fry crusty the way you liked it
when you were awake when you could make
drunk look right
at home and we’d sit down to the supper
I’d made and you’d touch your face
and the gauze and your ribs and the bruises
and your broke open knee
what you’d said hit the dash maybe the same
time her head hit the glass
and you were both over and under
one another exploding the whole town
and the whole island in gossip while we ate and waited
or while we watched TV and waited
or while we were in school and waited
and nobody told us we’d be alone for a while
or maybe somebody did they thought to
check in to make sure the beds were clean
and supper was put away and say maybe
they’d let you stay in the hospital all the way through
to Monday maybe they’d discharge you
after the weekend if you had a ride home
if someone could go
and get you and help you
with your shoes while you slept while I slept
and you drank and drank
even after that accident
and the next one that took you over the steep
bank you never stopped falling you never stopped
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