Mabye if I Fall Asleep I Won't Breathe Right

Finder

Heart pushing free
its wilderness refusing
to be caged behind
a lined set of ribs

Nothing faster than our flee
hand in hand, never diffusing
sets of wings are going unwind
for young minds are blind to Sids

Rawness of scraped knees
roasted marshmallows in baby teeth
a squeal of erratic breeze
dirt and leaves in a flower wreath

Next day I would awake
like a tin doll
my mechanism all rust
from dew and sweat
still carrying the smell of
undying grass.
Next day I would awake
forgetting when I fell asleep.
Next day I would awake
and do it all over again.

Next day, next week
next months,
more years
next decade, next life
they say
we cry
but no
"kids just smile"

And so we did
we have forgotten each other
as much as we have forgotten ourselves.

We all wore armors,
some even masks.
I let my heart pump nothing
so that the more I loved something
the more I found flaws in it
until I could love it no more.

A bird caged long enough
that when the doors opened
it had forgotten how to fly

Nostalgia was a disease
if we looked back
our heads might've fallen off
into the soccer field

We were all homesick
to no particular home
we just lingered

maybe...

almost...
but never really.

I said goodbye
not knowing to whom
or why.

But I would have never recalled that
if the story had chosen to end here.

One of us was kinder
the other much blinder
with our drowning breaths
in the deluge

One of us was lighter
the other much blighter
as we stood alone
in the still.

You were a finder,
holding a closed umbrella
in the rain

Using it for support
digging it into the gravel
like you were about to climb
a mountain to the sky.

When you looked at me
our eyes shimmered stars
you paused
we were both the same.

And I really didn't need more
our fleeting devotion was gold
enough to recall
why I ended up in the rain

Try finding a finder this insane.