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three years ago, this week
the air thick with humidity
annuals in the ground meant for just 100 days of tending
i thought everything was gonna to be ok
i prayed uselessly as i fell asleep in old canvas and wind (storm wild)
as i still do
the rains came thick hovering for days on end (wind storm)
broadleaf jungle magnifying emotions
and drowned the love
what was left of it
smashed into puddles
across vast mountaintops
over many miles (of storms on foot)
culminating here, mosquito swarms
ticks a crawling on moss and needle
instigating deep fear, then horror
the final wet push filled with passion, euphoria, curiosity
her blood on my sheets
to germinate and disintegrate
under dark canopy
amor left that day for good
or did it go in pieces disguised as seeds
stacked in soft bundles
dispersed slow in microbursts
time-traveling to another realm beyond
where we’ll meet as ancestors
over a dinner of steamed roots, pine nuts
acorn gruel and corn cakes
dried out from the storm and remoistened again
or not
and love will find someone else
to enchant and trick
hopeful and inspiring at first just enough
to get you in deep mud
splashing puddles laughing
stomping seeds further down
in the wet
the lightness
*****
air so soft, so subtle
it misses my lips;
it takes on its own breath
and leaves me feeling complete.
O and when the wind blows
and she does
the air lingers on
between strands of my hair
drying my tears
Cried for someday, somewhere.
and when the drops fall,
Rain,
looking up we see.
What do we see?
And you?