Tagged: living

we borrow life for

after trying out the

after trying out the
longitudes and latitudes
of several cities,

you sunk into the woven
hammock of new york with relief

near the end, there is

near the end, there is
always a balancing act –
perhaps on top of
some rubble of forgotten
memories, perhaps
on the dagger
of just one

it is stated in countless

it is stated in countless
handbooks and hazard
identification trainings
that whenever a dust
layer of as little as one-
thirty-second of an
inch accumulates,
immediate cleaning is
warranted to prevent
combustion. i had often
thought that somehow, this
pain would be
useful, drawing close
each layer like a
comforter, a coat,
an armor, a potential,
not knowing enough
about chemistry
and vents
and letting go

time will always

time will always
overtake love,
whether on one
of those cliff-
hugging curves, a
gravel switchback,
along a few thousand
kilometers of open
road, or stuck
momentarily on
a multilane highway.
we will not be looking
at each other when it
happens. our eyes
will be on the road,
looking ahead
or maybe looking
back. it will be as
natural as taking
a foot off the brake,
slipping forward in time

in every way, the

in every way, the
heart settles in and begins
to ache, there is really
no way around it –
as long as we are able
to hold onto
you will call me from
the opposite side
of the world, and
the sadness will
be unbearable

what you are supposed

what you are supposed
to do, she said, is
move on.
that is exactly
what these moments are
for – to remember
that you are
alive every so
often so that you can
go back to the
of living again