just write it down.

water tension.

you break it, you're by it.

lately the sky's been full of knives.

waiting for a cloudless, comfortable day

to bully.

•••

We've been bruised.

Unused.

silently catharting to

the moving picture shows

of the passerbys.

we have a shade tree.

enough room above to stop the rain:

water or hotter,

and below,

the fertile living room of dandelions.

you hand me a memory,

sharper than some have been.

you stir, then breathe once.

You've had this one for a while now.

it's a keeper.

it's cold to the touch,

and light in my palm,

"i was really frightened."

you have a knack for

owning your fear.

always cool,

ninja princess,

like a three piece suit

with iron sides, equipped,

with swiss army eyes.

precedents aside,

you don't have to act strong.

I know how it goes.

how silence can grow.

scream it out and re-possess yourself.