i crafted an exquisite note
to be sent along
to the exquisite woman that no longer deserved it.
i sat down in a wildflower patch
with an empty bottle
which gave me the courage
to roll the parchment
the ants in all their fury
held no charge against me
and the strategically buried daggers
left nothing more than an impression
on my bare feet
nor did the canals
formed by tears' errosion on the cheek
the largest tree now long dead
a landmark lost to time
a love
a partner