three blocks
I said I wanted to
get away
So you drove me
Right into
The lake
You said we could go camping
But we
never did
So I wrote 100 love poems
And played in the dirt
And flirted with the current
How many times will we
walk this circle
How many times will I walk
The three blocks
to your apartment
the first day of june (2022)
An anxious achiness in my arms
A longing in my teeth
My fingers graze my scalp
Trying to set the feeling loose
I got home
From my grandmother’s funeral
A package
Waiting for me in my apartment building’s stairwell
My new ring
Crafted by
My ex lover’s ex lover
The irony of it makes me smirk
My secret
Returning to Chicago
Feels very unsophisticated today
Staring at the green and orange
7 eleven sign
Sometimes I romanticize these things
But today, I take it at face value
The old woman in the Thai restaurant smiles at me
It’s getting hard to imagine a life
Where I am
Living for anyone other than myself
bones
playing you over and over in my head
soaking up your voice notes like the
sun this summer
I want to tell you everything
we met and switched places
this sad song
that sad song
make me a song out of this
thick hot air
everybody’s looking for it
but
they can’t find it because
we have it now
am I you or are you me?
I want to touch all your muscles
and all your bones
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