3 generations of dust gathered
on a groove outside my
window,
breeze licks hair licks salt to nose
are we all not
here but to suffer
in our own forgetful minds

This loneliness and sunny languor
is a mirage
so big I cannot fathom
it, nor can I remember
my sadness's Name

For a lover long ago
you were standing on my
beating chest
I was younger, melic
in my nervousness
washed in that garden
you traversed with me
can you even see my face
from up there?

or is every fable
from your feed true?
Joy's a woman and
that woman is no longer
I

rain touches earth girl
first time in months
she wonders what curse is next to
lay between borders and train tracks
promising to be broken
that's the way she went

hear me in my silence
im not a good offer of condolence
plea bargains no good enough
your eyes of lakewater, me a pretty face
but i am a stranger to you
and i look like earth

Stuck on your phone
colliding violently
like water and oil
but I just want you
to get up and take me
we never mixed well

and soon a gated community
is gonna be made atop of an
old hangout spot
we'd escape out our windows
to meet up at
how these times escape the tips
of our fingers