this presence feels new
an essence of freshness
like a child’s hand, innocence expressed
in the absence of scars and wrinkles  
like a pointed pause in conversation
a breath, a silence awaiting an answer.

Taking all of me
All I had to offer you
Then you wanted more.

My spirit yearns to
Leave this godforsaken
City for good

To build a couzy chalet
Hidden somewhere
Amidst the alps

And to watch the
Seasons change while
Playing guitar on the porch
With my dogs at my feet

So why does a quiet life
Keeps getting away from me?

i dealt
you shifted
i fired, suspicious
the love you gifted
left dying and hidden