The Things We Know

An inverse poem

We can’t stay here forever we both know — the bed dips beneath my weight as I sit upright near you, my skirt’s zipper zings, push of buttons through holes, one by one, your hand on my back as I stand next to the bed. A kiss, sweet and bittersweet — my last walk through this door.

My last walk through this door — a kiss, sweet and bittersweet, your hand on my back as I stand next to the bed, push of buttons through holes, one by one, my skirt’s zipper zings, the bed dips beneath my weight as I sit upright near you. We both know — we can’t stay here forever.

An inverse poem is a poem that can have its lines reversed to create a second poem that has a new/altered meaning. It’s a very difficult format to make sure the lines make sense when reversed, as well as to show how they shed light on a related theme. Fun to try, though!

Please let me know how you think I did in the comments — or give it a try yourself and share the link with me! Thanks for reading.