i watched you walk by
the fog on this window
nose on the floor
eyes there too yet
somewhere long ago.
i watched your leather
jacket-back heave as if
holding up a box of lead
but your arms were empty
save for a twitch now, then.
i watched you blend in
with the waves of people
like a squeeze of paint
(or drop of ink)
dissolving in a glass of water.
you biting your cheek till it rips,
your fingers pushing back the skin
on your nails - it stay(n)ed with me
as this smell of ground coffee does.
you are cracking, bit by bit.
... and i am left to wonder
how long till you shatter?
who will catch you when you fall?
Aug 11, 2020
Aug 11, 2020 at 4:00 PM UTC
i watched you walk by
the fog on this window
nose on the floor
eyes there too yet
somewhere long ago.
i watched your leather
jacket-back heave as if
holding up a box of lead
but your arms were empty
save for a twitch now, then.
i watched you blend in
with the waves of people
like a squeeze of paint
(or drop of ink)
dissolving in a glass of water.
you biting your cheek till it rips,
your fingers pushing back the skin
on your nails - it stay(n)ed with me
as this smell of ground coffee does.
you are cracking, bit by bit.
... and i am left to wonder
how long till you shatter?
who will catch you when you fall?
