Say, do you remember when
we pressed our palms together
and our lifelines intertwined –
I wonder how many millimeters
of time can be measuring in
these tangled memories.
get lost in frayed thoughts,
set tears on fire so cooled hearts
remember what numb is not,
even if the burn is less passion and
more pain, feel it from femur to fingertips.
sometimes I wake up from dreams
that have more vibrancy than reality,
haven’t we all lied in bed for what could
have been a moment or stretched by shadow
into days, into a daze, eyes closed,
trying to slot scrambled scenes into a movie
where we get the happy ending we deserve
before the light turns back on?
when boredom creeps in,
I hold my breath and watch the clock
tick down just so emptiness gains form
and I can be reminded that this body,
gasping for air, wants to be alive.
Tonight, the sky is black.
Fire is calm, heart obsidian, cuts
life in unequal halves.
mentioned: to be unnamed