Raw

Dreams take forms in visions
when you're awake and.
Alive?
messages, vague and quickly long forgotten
fleeting. dissipate. lost.
Dear, this does not even make sense to me. And still
I do not know what to say in casual conversation.
it's in the subtleties: the growing insecurity
ForgivemeForgivemeForgiveme
"I cannot wait to meet you." But then
you never did.
I cannot seem to let my mind forget to remember
all my pinwheels and bubble dreams: Lost in a whirlwind of
post-it to-dos, the shiny never could keep up
Time is (always) the culprit
I have remembered to forget the language
of firsts. (Maybe we are both blind.)