i saw myself for the first time
in the past
between cold coffee and flowerbeds of
selfishness
my life is a sailboat, burn marks
on the wood
grease lights and deer skulls as reminders
an everlasting soliloquy
of the waves speaking truth
shorelines and arrowheads from
lost tribes
i remember the mosquito bites
on your legs
orange peels in your backseat
where my heart used to be
turn up the radio baby, cause i
just can't hear the silence between us
anymore, anymore
than i could take your eyes
hiding from mine
anymore hate i've caused you?
pull it back up
if it's healing
i'll take it all to see you
with a dry face
your smile is relief like
knees off rice, feet off coal
my name without the man
i've been trying to find a staircase
with each step towards your parents
"nice to meet you"