i’m taking everything i can out of you
without asking
pulling deeply into points of
contact and
brushing against each
moment
lifting noises and
words and
slivers of understanding from
everything i
take
i wrap these fragments into
little pockets of meaning
that live in the space around me
i dig into them
push pieces of myself toward
you
and wait.
revisiting little rituals
walking around bends
turning corners on the past
and filing away
memories
that haven’t yet
been made
placing gently these layers of
moments over
moments
that once spoke deeply
to the irons and folds
within
i am cautiously
carefully
creating these rituals
cautiously,
carefully pressing deeper
into this weight
cautious, careful
of where it may lead me.
~
you are
haunting me
(just a little bit)
hiding inside my simple
brain and stretching
outside of me
in words
and tangled
memories and
soft thoughts
and funny
smiles
you are laughing
and we are catching each other
across dozens of criss
crossed words
piling up and over the
outside,
lingering against
the night
i have a hunch
you are
something
something extraordinary
and something
finite
something full and
something
fluid
you are just right
and you are
here.
