The language that only you
and I spoke went extinct
The moment you died
I am already forgetting
our syntax
Who will understand that phrase I use on a
Rainy day with the dogs pinning us in bed and you
Struggling not to laugh
The language is slipping that you and I spoke
On hidden trails in Pennsylvania
On dangerous bridges in Fairbanks
On road trips south and losing our way
I am scooping up phrases
and words made up words
they spill from my hands
Like skittles
We thought the weatherman hilarious
when he said blustery and
we heard blistery
We loved the word heinous for no reason
How long did it take me
To learn
that your language
Hid no secrets from me
You said what you said
I heard what I heard
And now here I am
Wishing for those
Unintended slights
those fights
Until bed When
we’d leave language behind
You and I had differences
You and I had words
You and I gave words
To each other
Our language is going extinct
I cannot transcribe it or
Salvage old tapes
I can only retrieve the pieces
I stored in my heart not those
That went with you that day
Who knew you were a whole book
Waiting for me to write
Just this
Right now
Right here