Acarri

i always think maybe i’ll run into you again we live 100 miles apart (unless you’ve died or run away-     i’ll never know and it will drive me insane) but i don't really know how much a mile is it took 300 to find you and lose you,     lose myself and find myself but only 1 to find you again in the memories we left in this town i’ve found that more of them make you distant,     but less of them don’t bring you closer so maybe i’ll run into you again     but probably i’ll just live my whole life wondering what you would think of me if i ran into you that day- am i still selfish self-righteous carel

ash and rust repressed in my bones like wayward swallows yearning for home fly south for the winter, return for spring pretend the lost time didn't change a thing act like rivers suspended their flowing for you, pretend the trees paused growing like your slice of time is all that is real yet each day wrinkles are harder to conceal each breath you take you die inside your cells collapse from how hard they tried to keep you alive you were not meant to be we borrow the earth until we are free

look into a slice of time, think about every beetle that ever crawled by they’re dead now, where did their corpses end? green leaves now leaf litter, a detritus blend i bet our dna is still there intertwined skin cells, shed remnants of our past lives our histories froze in mitochondrial memories dead electricity that once smoldered vividly think about each person that ever crossed ways with you as you went about your days they’re dead now, ever changing, shedding themselves ever molting, rebuilding new masks and new shells you’re no more than a movie replayed in my mind a vignette that fades with the passage of time in ever