Peas

Past has faded into fog

only a shimmering memory at this point.

Clouded by darker times darker lives—

Faceless figures following footsteps

louder and louder from youth and into oblivion.

Do I miss you?

maybe maybe i do

But I would not know either way

Love, it’s been so long much too long

Not long enough for the concrete to settle 

into the cracks of thirteen fourteen

eight seven six five

First day first time first for everything

You had to be the first one there and gone again—

Wait for me i’ll come back

But you’re different now.

I can’t recognize your face through the smoke.

Through the ashes of the bridges burned,

you and her in a fiery blaze leaving 

me behind… 

No more words to be spoken

yet so much said by lack thereof.

Restment filled interest-less loss of life loss of clothes

that once covered differences and faults,

Failures and misconceptions,

All of our tiny mistakes 

growing into vast forests

growing growing growing

And gone.