I remember you, 
Atomic eyes 
You split your second side

I wanted to travel, with an unfragmented eyes-shut desire, I thought that the unexplorable in me could be found in the outer world, that somehow silently I could move through space and tie myself timelessly to all I Loved and Found. A knot tied itself between and within all I ran through. I would journey along The Way with my torn sweat ridden tickets that swapped themselves over to the untold promise, the swaying paths. Everyone, everyone I saw somewhere had this desire, this very same feeling, I was sure of that. Even non-movers were travellers, turning themselves over under dusty skies, travelling to some space, the same space, where we all opened our suitcases, binocular eyed, to find it.

Maya

Every time we touched I felt the sun shudder and shatter into a million shards like travelling aircrafts plummeting straight for us, hitting bodies, falling alight. I said everything in darkness; your body, a solitary sun, sat solid. You were like lanterns flickering with laughter at how I called your back the sea. 

 Silent we go, and I want to close.

 Everything, everything spins.

I remember noticing you had a gun shaped bruise on your leg, and I stroked the barrel whilst your mouth set me hot, your out-takes of cartoon carbon floating in bubbles to the left. Always always our arms were like rubbing sticks, and we built fire. 

I attached myself to your fleeting works that sung my bones to glow worms. Each one coming and going, coming and going, in and out of bloodflow, and I loved how you cut through. I told the girl sometimes you see them everywhere and it’s good. I couldn’t contain you stretched like the fifty million horizons in front of me, a whispered secret promise, glinting gold. Tried to spread myself around you furiously, hold alone but everything spills to overflow.

Once you looked at me and said, “I can’t believe you.”

I flexed light around my palm, sealed my lips. ———-

 

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