And crashed into me.
Like specs of wish and eternity,
And where do I go when I close my eyes,
Is it a miracle or a surprise?
Twice in between pursed lips I adore,
Something in me is begging for more
But I can’t conjure the thief that I am.
I’m more than a shadow and less than a man,
In stories I’ve told I’ve put myself first,
Throwing my caution, my wind and my fist,
Feeling enamored by reckless abandon.
Keep breathing the air that I squander,
Suddenly in the dark I’m all that I was,
Sand in the hourglass and rebel as well.
Don’t think I could go back to 2016.
I’m all but a shadow of slime velveteen,
Green and obscene and wretched and sure.
I was here before,
And will be forever more.