chew over the words we scrambled like eggs
messy in the pan
and sticky like feelings we named with firecrackers
in the winter the sun moves slower
i think my eyes think like grandmothers
a hazy hindsight
reading in a dim light
find a vase and break it
make a collage with its pieces
spill over
stain the knees of your jeans
i'm looking at a star
i'm looking for truth
i'm holding onto the hand thats holding on to you
i love you
i love him more
i love you
and he loves you more