if fire is your element,
and
this is your year,
and
if
you wanted to be an asteroid in the night galaxies
to find a place to land
and
if
she
  was your rebellion,
and
if
your rebellion never meant that you could land on
me:
the water that could soothe you,
   the ambush of esoterica,
     the place where you could lay your paranoia to sleep,
        the resistance you denied entrance to,

then -
you could have just said
so.

today
i arrived
and the earth
rejoiced without reservation

This is the fear of:

tripping (1);
walking (2);
smelling (3);
feeling (4);

(1) into
(2) towards
(3) the fragrant
(4) as if

(1, 2) a home with no love.
(3) scent of blood of those we neglect.
(4) I was the one wrong in this affair - even though I'm the child.

i had an epiphany.
it was that i didn't need you to need me to need you.
it was that i had bones that didn't have to hold anything up but myself.
it was that i knew deeply how intrinsic we were to your existence.
it was that i knew deeply how you thought this was true for me.
it was that i knew how you turned our chemistry into mud.
it was that i knew this mud is not me.
it was that i could be free of this.
it was that i could be free of this.
it was that i could be free of this.

like rivers;
like running;
like waterfalls;
like rivers running through waterfalls,
i felt the depth
and the eternality
and the cascading
of you.

but i also feel
this inertia
of me
moving
towards
the end
of
us.

the summer solstice
is your alarm,
    your imaginary invite
    to my streaming, rapid rush waters.

you want to swim in me,
                       bathe in the glorious break from noon heat,
                       & sink into my deep,
                                                      deep blue.

my only concern is that
you've -


                                                already drowned

?

Do you like silent women?

Because you sure do fill up the space with your own voice.