& in this dream
we aren’t just roaming the streets,
we mean something to the universe,
our bodies engraved in purpose,
portraits of black clouds stretching across the sky.
Each day we are losing everything.
We are certain our steps have no limit.
I have waited a long time for you.
But something is happening that scares us,
We once believed in what’s intimate
but now we’re sponsored by aching.
You’ve become intensely undefined I’m crazy.
These may be inaccurate emotions
but in my defense I’ve never had a father.
Love has become a man I’ve never known.
This world has become warring rose petals planting grief into its garden.
I visit periodically
I find you untamed & wrong about everything.
I do not make a noise. I attach my feet to the wind
& gather my fear.
I’ve only been gone a day
but I’ve learned so much.
Young girls aren’t the only ones to get broken,
poets break too.