fall

Pressure drop in time,

my bones can rest forever.

I sit and behave.

Oh, the leaves of trees!

Your chatter calms my senses.

I fear the winter.

Autumn, my kindred,

your face seems brighter to me:

ev'rytime we meet.

just call the number on your screen

beyond a doubt,

the scariest means of living:

on an edge, of a crack, of a sliver of a hope.

I climb a tree,

beyond the hearty trunk,

above the muscular lower branches,

past the lofty conopy,

until I stand, drifting,

balancing on the smiling leaves.

Like a color, I dance in the sunlight.

The greenscape is the stage of my ballet.

I suspend time, I leap, I dive,

I fall in the busy shadows.

To kill my blinking eyes and fluttering pulse,

I sink inside. Inside my head, my blood, my traveller.

Seeking, a seeker, and destroying, a destroyer.

I am a very model of a modern major generalization.

Smile, please, you don't know how beautiful you are when you do...

don't skip that. please. just practise now. just now. just then. just again.

smile and know what a secret garden you are. a little treasure, hidden away.

hidden away?

smile for me when I don't know how you are.

you should not speak, if you are being aloud. just smile.

I am getting closer now. to the breach. the threshold.

building up to the point where judgement and dreams

pave roads and build buidlings of light.

blinding

simple

beyond

expanding

exhaling

penetrating

devastating

light.

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Travel to your childhood in an effort,

not to capture, or comfort.

but to build, to tribute. smile again now.

and once again.

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inside a moment. you kill me. completely. where are you? what did you do and how?

where is that seed in your eyes? where is that sorrow in your silence?

I know, I know. smile please, this is awkward.

don't leave. don't. I can't speak.

you're leaving. I'm watching. I can't watch. the bricks swallow my day.

You are eclipsed by naught. I don't know what to think.

You are shoved in an ever-busying collection of daylight, rain, and wet socks.

come back and kill me. come back and yell that name I know you have for me.

O, now I'm sick.

O, now I'm sick. I love you for no reason.

He won't protest. He will sit and learn with everyone else.

He won't cause a fuss. I promise. This never happens. (exhales)

See his hat, his cotton tie, pressed trousers and shoes he tied himself!

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You don't see it. But I built a boat for you. thirty years from now.

A boat wrought of dark wood, like a viking ship in a museum.

It is swift as glances, stealing through the night to capture you.

It's name is Danger and it will not rest in any harbor.

Possessed with curiosity, the ship wills the crew onward.

You stand with the fire at your back, letting the salt mine your blinking eyelids.

Your love stands for an entire night with a hand just above of your shoulder:

wanting so bad to rest.

wanting so bad to swoon.

The ship rocks in a storm and the hand glances your back.

Glancing, innocently, you spy your love hiding.

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good.