Stairs

The stairs
point down
instead of up
and I keep seeing stars
floating in
patches of green grass
mixed with ocean sand.
This song
sounds unreal
and like the shattered magic
that we used to hold
between our hands.
I’m unclear
as to where
the pieces went
when you left
so the words
are muddy
and peeling paint
with their acid bite
because
you said one thing
and did another,
because
you said one thing
and meant another.
Wishes
can’t make
these stairs go backwards
and the trudging
aches
in my calves
which makes
my heart burn
instead of beat.

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