I met you the summer into the 2nd
I was trying out my new diet
driving a long the 401
foot barely reaching the pedal
you sang to me from a beat up CD
and made me feel philosophical
everything was so bright then
that it hurt my eyes to see
the beauty that surrounded me
and the beauty that escaped me
back then I didn't know anything but lonely
it felt right
rattling recycled thoughts through my head
saying them out loud just to feel heard
I knew how to handle things more softly then
soft eyes for my brothers
loose grip on those who wronged me
so comfortable floating, unbound
I was less afraid,
more classically sad
at least in memories
sometimes I feel as if my bones will fuse, my jaw will lock
with these tight-fitting worries and obligations
this inability
to embrace
the boundaries of my body
to get back would be to lose my way
there is only now
there is only what brought me
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