day three

day three

the sand’s slowly shifting
new foundations and sediment drifting
i promise i’ll make new roads for you
the beginning of december a turning point

remember the next week wasn’t easy
and then we disappeared, twin travelers
into fantasies of just each other
and big quilts and warm rice

and even though it hurts my fingers
and pains my brain
to try to keep typing
i’ll press the same keys over and over again
harder this time

can’t be your best friend, let’s just be lovers
a few days later i started closing the shutters
to keep out the snow in the morning and night
and seal our heart-cabin up tight
from the blizzard outside
you wanted to see but i couldn’t entrust you
you took a new look, could not recognize you
your eyes were like fire for once fixed upon me
you still don’t believe me, pushing back gently
your christmas eve presence a snapshot of something
you came up against me, but then reassured me
i still felt the burning, i acted absurdly
you told me a white lie, and i could see through it
if you want to be honest, you might as well do it
or screw it,
just kiss me, i’m not much concerned with accuracy

but then why
when i’m looking out into the deep memory of orion
emblazoned faded against the overcast sky
why are you silent
and so afraid to try
how do i bring back the brazen one

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