the geese are
returning

early this year

it was not that
cold this winter

the vortex did
not descend

upon us

and hover
over us

endlessly

everything was
not frozen

in place

and even with
all this relative

warmth around me
it does not

enter me

I am not
so happy

this year

she felt alive but
she did not know

if she was

he told her things

but he was the
only one

so she had no
comparison

she felt unique but
she did not know

if she was

there were versions
of her

before

but isn’t that
true of all of us

did she have a
heart?

wet metal
flows but

is it blood?

her feelings
flow but

is it love?

As the lily blooms on the second spring
It drifts amidst the celestial mirror
The illusion of stillness unperturbed
Moonlight glistens as form is cast
Joyous is the night today
When the light of tomorrow is cast astray
Day or night, the seasons will change
Who am I to say I am unchanged
My illusion of stillness never remains
For the moonlight pond
Shatters from one ripple
That is the luxury of living
and the mark of death

In every interaction
a bit of sadness
knowing how far away
our transactions are made
Blush
eyeliner
and lipstick
fade
Sunsets on a city scape
I'd run there barefoot
if you'd only
meet me there halfway

Relax, relax, Halifax
It's only just a crush
But I keep your playlist on repeat
as days turn into dust
In the next life
we'll be neighbors
and meet when we're sixteen
I'll knock on your door
to borrow sugar
if you know what I mean
But for now
I die for your name upon my screen
In this existence
even at a distance
it feels so good to be seen