12-28-17
Necessity keeps me hungry, and I fall like the rain for the ways you watch. Laptop imagery, against tired eyes, and feeling cold. I weave myself into the trees, and rise in the mornings like heat- I'm less dense now. Dreamy studies of how my breath looks, how the lack of sound sounds, how the busy style of the world blurs to me, how I fall into the rhythm of that pace.
Over the greenery of the hills, you reach at me. I smile out the window, moving forward but nowhere you couldn't find me. Hit me like light, because I know you.
Keep it all under my tongue, how you've changed me. Said I look real now, more than a trace in the clouds and streaks in the sky, strung like a kite for how the views got me high. Baby, I did it for myself as much as I did it for you.
- (m.m)