to form a new line

just out of reach

like desire

and all we remember

we fall away

from ourselves like rain

leaving clouds

to float on the horizon

too tired to speak

too heavy to hold the sky

we move down a road

always approaching a line

if we cross we’re freed

into a new chain

a new destruction

a new circle to close

like blood squeezed

along sclerotic veins

until the heart seizes

at what remains

a lost kiss a touch

one last word

(March 8, 2021)