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Jack

Summary:

Original poem from Phryne's pov about Jack's name and calling him inspector again in The Blood of Juana the Mad and the distance it created between them...

Notes:

This is a poem inspired by the way Phryne says Jack's name in that jaunty way of hers (just like Jack says Miss Fisher like it means something entirely different, especially at the end of Unnatural Habits, *swoon*) and how, when they were on the outs in The Blood of Juana the Mad, she goes back to calling him inspector and and that created such a distance between them with just that one word, that really hurt, so this is what I think Phryne might have been feeling then... hope you enjoy!

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I forgot how to say your name casually
Like it didn't describe someone's whole world
My whole world
It's just been so long since I needed to
Since I had to mince my words around you
And retract my treacherous hands
I never counted the times they reach for you
To rest in the crook of your elbow and fix your tie
Breaking habits isn't like breaking bones
The hurt doesn't disappear with any medicine I know
So I stand far away and speak to the tiled floor and avoid saying your name
It's better this way
It's like an arrow shot right at the frailest part of my skin
When you enter my thoughts so I squeeze my lips shut
But I'd rather choke on the word than miss your name on my tongue