It’s uncomfortable to see you in arms

And you’re right on time

You monsoon, you sucked all the light

Out of the room

Do you still think about time we spent?

Or lowering your bridge for me again?

Tell me how much closer we’d be

If I had just a little more reach

Watching this light leave corners of our room

Like sheepdogs we’re herding countless recollections

I’m growing old to forget your name

And it comes waves as we move

Erasing each step in this mud

I’ll lower my aim

Discomfort and credit you

You’re talking short

And I’m settled in words of a past life

Broken hands break my fall

And your eyes fixed on my hang time

My confidence I might crawl

Covered in hate of my own kind

Lofty eyes stumble tall

Watching you sail with the wind high

Your bridge is burning up

Lower than you had thought

Lessons once learned are gone

And twigs once rooted will rot