it's not finished

sitting in the seat across from the horizon 
I wanted to be taken away with the tide
I screamed at the top of my heart for you to hear me
you passed by without a dream right through the floorboards
peach nimble fingers pressed roses on my cheeks
kissing the strands of hairs that leaks from pores
fair children learn how to steal from your elders
drapes for your gardens and iron for your thoughts
you finally come
hanging off the chandelier
riding through my veins 
on a beat vibrating through my muscles 
I decided to ignore the fact that I wanted this
more than anything
to count the tails of the coyotes in a band
countless minds eye 
plucked from the leaves of wild sage
I wanted to rest on the stomach of a fetus 
hidden in a closet with moon crested lovers carved in our spine
cradle my body that has been turned into a temple
white cracked teeth made me ugly
told the truth 
how the sun is actually a firefly 
and I am a parasite
I learned how to cut the ropes
but still remain waving above the shoreline 
still you remain in your place
with no gaps to conceal 
you are so lovely
how far will you really go to smell the tanginess
to taste the last of the righteous fruit before it goes bad
it isn’t too late but I clearly made up my mind long before
it is the time on the hand that keeps things in line
passing down empty highways 
you don’t care
if there is anything up in heaven 
or if you will have young when the spring comes
winter is arriving with the men from the army
my crusader is coming for me
it will happen 
counting quarters
sitting on the kitchen table
wait and see

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