not sleeping anymore

the last snow

weeks like wet cars pass
with plenty of time
to make their way
from your town to mine

now
that the season has changed

i pull my umbrella back,
but it won't close the way it did
before the wind
bent its metal parts

my hair has gotten wet
walking through streets
where unfamiliar and old intersect
try not to step east of prospect

anymore

when the podium calls
i'm projecting my voice
cause confidence,
is the choice you make
before the show

you referred to today
when you said,
"if we still know eachother then"

it's like you knew
before me

now the trees have grown leaves
for us to stand below
i'll forget you with ease
like winter after the last snow

posted by d @ 12:16 AM