Recognition

You have such a unique trademark position.
such a distinct scent.
i pick up on the sound of your footsteps walking away
to the rhythm of your own whispers
as i enter a room
and make eye contact with your leftovers


and this is the last ill ever hear of you
within my mind.
Sketching goodbyes unto bone.
Listen....
the inside of my skull is erasing itself free of you.

If there was ever something
left untouched
you placed a specific sort of signature at the bottom of it

saying
'this too
has been mine

this wont
be recycling material because
the memory of my face is
sown to its pupils

if you ever hope for anything pure

Start Over.

Dream yourself free of everything you are.'

It must've been hard
to see me speaking your words.

Hand over the puppet strings
and watch me do your dance.


watch me forget
why you were important
watch me ignore
the consequences of you.

must've been hard
looking for me
in once innocent faces
broken loose like mine
of any
expectation

Must've been fucking difficult.
to watch me know you from a distance.
Silently unthreading an honesty
you were always too much of a coward to deal with.