Memory Tree

if you come
back, everything
will dissolve
at once, and
how should i
hang static
in the approaching
summertime?

sleepwalking, 3 a.m.
another
ageless
migration
my memory runs
still like
watercolor
rock paper
swords and
liquid airplanes
the trippest
discovery
that ‘someday’
tastes a little
like dime store
pop

just
adventuresome
you and
so much me
with one hand
under the world
and the other,
silent, waiting for
touchdown

dawning
like two
balloons

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