is how you’re referenced
during a tour of your home.
Your reality,
distilled.
The ground will
eventually come.
you like to think
everything
disappears
when you’re
not
looking.

I should have
never
looked at you
that way.
with cordial
luring,
head first
in to
permanence.
I don’t want to
feel any thing,
except every thing,
and all of it.
I will spill
across your sheets
if you will tattoo
me with your kisses.
Please pardon the delay, Forgive our untimely response,
We thank you for your patience, We appreciate your interest,
There were hundreds, thousands, an overwhelming number,
Unfortunately, At this time, With that being said,
We regret to inform you, I’m sorry to disappoint you,
but – but, but.
We are unable, not right, looking for something else,
Please try again, have better luck, best wishes, thanks,
Sincerely, –
sprawled across his back seat
with a loose belt,
you were out cold
as the speedometer rose.
You had what you needed
but you fucked it all away.
Delicate and unready,
you fucked it all away.
Lifeless limbs and
stagnant blood,
you were so fucking close, kid.
born in a bath of light,
full moon.
I was raised with a gaze
fixated on the stars.
Caring for
no money, no politics,
only our human hearts.
With footsteps
always filled too full.
you inspire me
to find words in the brokenness
in the nothing you left behind
in the absence of evidence that we ever existed
you inspire me
to fall away from who i was
from the established bed
from my home
you inspire me
to dash t’s and dot i’s
and pour my useless love onto endless pages
and dry the tears you never cried.