The shattering made everyone stop
talking and look around at
what was happening and I
just stood there with what's
called a sheepish grin kind of
embarrassed at my misfortune

and people rolled their eyes and
picked up their lives and whispered
to each other that it was only
a matter of time seeing as I was
holding onto it so clumsily

But actually it was you who
with the sweetest of smiles and
the most sympathetic of nods
took it from my trembling hands
and let it tumble down.

No polite
conversation please

I have not had any
awesome adventures
or deep insights
since we last spoke

OK?

feel free to just
watch me
watch you

stare

until it gets

comfortable

Eleven digits
but not the green button
You are probably
But if I don't
I'll just
Come on
Triple check
You actually
So I'm, um, in the area
You will?

You were 36 hours of amazing.

I was Vincent.  Victor.
Or something.

The old king sighs.

His people hold their breaths
His armies are ready to fight
His generals look at each other

His queen remembers the passion
His people remember the days of splendour
His generals remember his ardour

The old king looks up at the clouds
then bows his head again
"Maybe it won't rain tomorrow."

Nobody moves.

The mind is very reliable.
It will merge faces from vague acquaintances from distant pasts
It will connect the dots
It will pay no attention to the man in the gorilla suit
It will disregard the distance between us
It will sharpen your pixels
It will release delightful chemicals
for itself to enjoy

I love drawing goosebumps on your skin
with my fingertips

It heals wounds
sure

It also makes paths disappear under overgrowth
lichens on stones first
moss
ferns
thistles and poison ivy

You can still see where you once walked freely
but you have to tread carefully now

And after a while
even though your heart still jumps when you see her
you don't remember how to get to hers