I am a body in motion
grazing through commotion
gathering attempts
to make sense
from my badlands & pitched tents
walking, walking, run
battle & burst through
cold air
but my bright hair
is turning brown

i don't know how to feel
what you gave me was so real
but distance is a reality now
waking up everyday knowing i won't see you
waiting for me by the fountain after work
i cried in the parking lot
you cried in new hope
intervals of emotion
chaos and commotion
from my heart to my head
3am awake on my couch as a bed
and here we are now, I'm so afraid
that the more time that passes
the more feelings will fade
life will change & we'll fall back into routine

soy una mujer orgullosa
de mí
y de tí
tú apoyo
aunque no lo necesito
lo ayuda
y me gusta
a veces me siento insegura
pero sè que es parte del proceso
muchas gracias, y te amo

my eyes are laughing strolling arm in arm
cracking the pavement brimming of vibrations
stories of contentment, despondency
a feeling of being summoned urgently by an invite
gracious and acute
in the company of gods and goddesses
on a patch of green grass
i admit to being without admonition exceedingly happy

coarse comfort,
masking my ability to think freely
cushioning the system
the one that travels and breaks
the one that flies and cries and wails and sings
lungs burning on fire like the horizon at dusk
the cooling of the fire as light dissipates
into a world we know
a manufactured genesis