leaves flutter
and shake in the wind
then spin
and land on proverbs:

the prologue to any journey
all told in cryptic poems,
so I keep turning the sheets
to demystify this moment

insistent omen
it’s about the wishes we had spoken
i promised, no, i told them they’d been chosen
and then stood frozen
to have everything out in the open

we are that we are
inherently? alone
so i said it’s even more important
to love yourself
than to love me

denying each replacement
like nothing could be above me
crumbling sugar on grapefruit
call it bittersweet