i grew a part of you

a piece i can't take back

i saw your face wrapped up tight

in a hall with blue walls and doors

left there alone

forgetting winter and all of your

bad habits

what i tried so hard to but

could never propagate

the sense of being here and being

enough

ten stones for ten years



"we'll meet again"

the sun keeps shining

on the days when i'm sure

that all of the blood in me

could never keep this going

and

spring's new leaves

have blown away



i remember

the forest i've built with what was left

the holes in my bones filled up with sand

and glass and stones

the very ones i placed so carefully

in your hands

every time i asked

please

don't let

go.