like dogs feasting on scraps

draped in blue

as if i was the one who left you

eyes reached distant as if our spot was foreign 

for a second hope was what lingered

the ocean of other people seemed so insignificant 

ignoring the litany of chances we’d want

my feet gave up, heart & mind fighting over a tyrant

housing the very folds of my brain

i’m bolting through corridors you’ve set foot on as if no one was on my lane

seconds passing— the ground gets none of my attention

minutes passing— all my senses become sentient

i pace and pour like this is my everlasting pursuit 

every step of my heel feels emotionally hopeful

every glance i make radiates hysteria 

even if you thought you saw me, you definitely did

how could you not recognize the one draped in seeds and wisterias?

you’ll for sure see me and recall the waltz and ice 

how does one possess such radiation of fragments not even hers?

we’re both confused on who pays which price