They say forest fires are good
for growth and that floods
provide nutrients
storms unearth old seed and
spread topsoil
So I am unconcerned with how
you weathered me because I
chose to set up camp beneath
the hill, on the mountainside
At sea level, I dug my calves
into the mud and braced for impact
there is a difference in me and them,
in how they handle
the wind--
you're right ,
my heart still races with pikes peak
looming behind antlers
But I will still listen to Garrett
Hedlund and cry, unperturbed that
I am still alive and feeling
even if you are no longer
here, watching me sleep
whispering of course,
Of course pretty girl--
I will still tell people
that is my favorite
thing to be called