untitled

sorry
i wish i was there to hear your story
your notions
ampersand
floodgate emotions

analysis of your suitors,
their courtship transition
and your short-lived volition paralysis.

your well-placed
gut spill
from that stem-thin
bell waist
and dreamframe thighs.

your rolling-eyes sigh.
your commit-to-memory daily high
your occasional swear word
third syllable accents
or delusional foreword
method.

your retina retains
window pane-translucent
stains
yet your strength is not thinned,
nor is courage,
from running against the wind.

willow grain
distant for now we remain.

glory, one thursday
when we see similar prey,
let’s stalk.

hunting tails.
beige seige
sage rage.
eager analogy
vague tracing and pure pathway
prose.
i won’t be nosy.
i’m never that way.

we’ll drown the surrounding music
wall with a’fixed twin iris
and fixated high res
anecdote smother.

lose ourselves
keep company
find each other.