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Falling Out

Falling Out

written by: Bartholomew Barker



for Lyla


Thrown through a window
of your heart, I fall.
Did I say something wrong
or not enough?

Mind racing gravity,
reviewing each word, each gesture.
Did my hugs feel like tethers
when you were hoping for space?

Should I have just listened
instead of working on a fix?
There’s no forgiveness
bleeding on the ground,

wondering which communication
lead to my defenestration.

Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry readers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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