L. V., I Found This Poem On A Beer Bottle Cap You Tossed Across The Room

Detail of "Terrasse du café le soir" ("Café Terrace at Night")
Vincent van Gogh, 1888

I visit god in the hospital. Room 118. His cheeks have sunken, eyes less blue.

- L. V.

There were tubes going in and out of his body. The head nurse tells me

- L. V.

his wife had left. She’s cleaning the house,

- L. V.

placing all his belongings in little brown boxes. I walk closer to the bed.

- L. V.

I tell him I refuse to forgive the nightsky that apologises for shining too bright.

- L. V.

L. V., i found this poem on a beer bottle cap you tossed across the room

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Someone once told me, “You are
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And I was probably right.
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watch foreign movies without turning the subtitles on.
turn the volume up.

- L. V.

Jose Clemente Orosco, Detail of The Bedroom (c. 1910)

fill your room with conversation
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- L. V.

listen. you’re a ghost now.
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Sleeping Woman (Detail)
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