Your sound is a vertical line behind my right eye
extending upwards
and downwards
infinitely

Future idles at an angle
leaning anonymously amongst
a clutter of other objects

meanwhile
the hidden carpet of my childhood room
Flattens

there are
days and
times and
people and

my feet push on
like machinery
or maybe just objectively
trampling the shards
of a million different fragments of reality

i'm here still
in this pendulum of a place that
has always been

and
my feet and
my brain and
my hands

move too quickly but
my mouth does not

i'm still here
with these pieces
these pieces of body
that cost and
tick but

one day

and you
you resonate with a
yellow light that
means warmth   

with an ease a
heat a
‘diamond speckled’ smile

a form that parallels goodness

and
i'll stay here in my
clicking mechanisms

with
my scratches and
my bones and
my structure and

one day

one day i'll die

i am

i am underneath

melted slices of moon that mark lost time
and steal away the last flakes of sun

you left a void
that pulled me
once swimming through rhythmical currents
into stillness

i am

as the colors change
through golden glows to ashen grays
again and again and

i am underneath

dreaming of a quickening pulse
we once shared
a time
in the distance
where i could better map this
tilting sky

or forget it altogether