I rise with the sun.
Peeking shyly into the horizon stretching over me, over the shadows
shrinking as the minutes trot ahead of me, one foot meeting the next in a walk,
arms like wings swinging to get the feel of the chill, that shiver of a new set
of old lips, slapping my face to wake me to sprawling fall trees sprinkling
auburn and lemon onto the sidewalk with each gust shimmering like long strands
of hair in the sunlight, I need to catch up with times’ pace sprinting ahead of
me, I’m eyeing the curving roads vanishing, half-awakers’ zooming past in a
fugue still recalling their dreams, pain biting my ankles, imagining lying in a
taxi cab on a cool summer night with your head leaning lovingly on my shoulder,
chest inflating exhale the exhausting weights pressing as I pass the first
intersection,
Slow at first, slow trotting the hilltop asphalt sharply
bright, slow huffing and puffing stomping dead leaves flickering like tiny
flames, slow sweat slyly coating and dripping into my eyes, slow silky skin
pure white like soft desert sand with emerald gems, slow behind time motoring
taunting waving goodbye kicking dust into my eyes, slow angst riding my back on
hooves, slow sadness building, slow energy burning, slowly sinking into my
forward motion, behind
Bare chested barreling like a bicycle spinning down a hill,
pulsing thighs throbbing like a heartbeat ticking to explode, told time and
time again to bundle up, holding your hand jostling on a packed bus full of
strangers but just your scent catches my attention, homes blurring and meshing
with the golden atmosphere, peering deeply in silence is when that mirror
reflects the soul, under the perceptive smile there’s oceans of love covered in
autumn leaves dug deep in the earth, legs float painlessly straight, under pace
of time still grinning widely back at me teasing and taunting, lounging by you
while sleep brushes your eyes hoping to hold you far past when the sun peeks
and ruins it all, under the watchful stare of the sun and planes silently
cutting white lines in the sky, remembering wordlessly getting lost in just
your gaze,
Faster running a rabbit being chased by wolves past is the
dog sniffing the shadows and slowly getting away faster in a palsy spitting up
old memories and watching them spray the floor faster engines roaring and
ranting about getting there before me faster scenes of kissing and talking and
walking and being together hands clasped eyes forward hearts exchanged faster painful
faster seeking faster living faster behind the future speeding ahead of me,
faster than the tears riling by my cheek ,faster than how your words seek,
faster till I’ve bolted passed the fear gaining on me,
Exposed liquid soul seeping after my steps so I don’t forget
where I was breathing past energy punching to catch that elusive future
skimming my fingers lights darkness flying by biting gnawing over exhaustion
over anxiety over sadness wanting that body of water that makes me whole
needing that quenching brisk body that’ll refill me devouring all the before
screaming for the now arms reaching over pain over thinking over actions
lunging nabbing it by the throat just collapsing over over over,
…
..
.
I can’t move my body.
I hear birds singing our old song from somewhere.
My mouth only opens for more air.
I stick my tongue out to catch my rain drops.
I can barely see the future setting sail.
I don’t have the energy to wave goodbye.
I’ve run this way time and time again.
I have to stop.
I can’t stop.
I will stop.
I close my eyes
as the red sun finally sets.
