what moment did you realize you wouldn't have anyone know (or love or hold)
to kill a favor that way by the end of the line
a single span of wind and light to rush across an open hall
a Gross understatement of me.

did anyone tell you
you could make a killing from that
and here i am thinking so hard about how i dream
so hard that i start believeing i can do it
and all those things i should've done
they happened, no doubt.
so i forget, with good reason.

funny how i still clutch my blankets at night
and funny how i still can't fall asleep.