i
it overwhelms me, an instant of ocean,
delayed grief for the lost years
ii
i dream you back into existence
i dream you back into
i dream you back
i dream you
i dream
iii
i follow you to an unknowable past, mama
each detail of the journey becoming a magnified ignorance
it's taken this long to find that a solitary walk can result in a headful of light;
returning, i step into my footprints, a kind of retrieval...
cradled in a closed palm, the plaited ring of light
iv
i write until my fingers bleed, I write out my sorrow,
i write into the terror of forgetting
v.
listening to leaves settle, like the drift of a gown on ceramic tiles,
telling you: i think of you, sometimes,
the sky is infinite, maybe
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