I am dancing in a drought

and I’m riding the train with my best friend

and I am becoming so beautiful

 

ever since I left the city

I didn’t have the heart

to make space in the suitcase

for your present

 

I think of you in moments of faith

I wonder if you’re ever looking

when it’s most inconvenient

 

you listen to the rain tapping

on the metal roof of your house

you have fallen in love

 

without fear or inhibition

making the stars twirl and rotate

behind the silver screen

 

in your absence

I walked to each tree

and said “I’m really sorry

 

are you okay”

with the leaves leaving

and the bare shoulders

 

last night’s water droplets

floating and falling

and becoming

 

oceans and shipwrecks

knocking on wood

you will choose to toss and turn

 

away from you

I am breaking and rebuilding

the night and the moon

 

“we is a memory”

you still love

even if you will never be anyone but yourself