nearly one year ago, today,
i was getting ready for what
would be the start of this whole thing.
nearly one year ago, today,
the air felt like moving and
all the thoughts inside my crowded head
felt like that song about fireflies
and ocean waves.
my skin felt younger.
untouched, but, safer. brighter.
nearly one year ago, today,
i knew what it was to have my whole
body jointed, without all this
tripping i've been doing lately.
which is why when i walked into the
morning this time, i got a little bit caught--
because this air felt like a year ago.
and this air felt like the time we
danced around ideas. hoping. holding.
and this air felt like the moment we
climbed into an escort to head to the coastline,
where you were going to eventually take away everything.

nearly one year ago, today, i stumbled upon
something that still eats at my skin.
and heaven knows how bad i wish i never had.