Remembering
Beautiful days;
So perfectly imperfect.
Pomegranate stains
On white fabric.
Digging for worms,
The smell of earth.
Rug burned knees,
Sliding fast on wet grass.
Sticky, melted ice cream;
Vanilla bean and sherbet drip.
Sunburned skin so angry,
Don't touch and irritate it.
Buried messages in bottles,
Thinking one day someone
Would find them.

atwixt the time i knew you as forever
and the time i knew you were gone
there were moments atween us transcendent
every
single
one

the wraith from
stargate a t l a n t i s
scare me
the
most.

What does it even mean?
We all just bump and bob around
Running into each other
Dodging each other
Just missing each other
Crossing paths?
Knocking each other off paths
And onto new ones
Or into walls
Or off cliffs.