Tidal

Missing places I've never been

I am missing places that no longer exist

I am longing for the fault lines

The flood plains of my own desire

Enraptured by my existential reckoning.

My emotions float just below the surface of my skin

If you look close enough, you can see them there

Patiently awaiting the storm...

Far

Some say I live in the past.

I like to think that the past lives in me.

As the last living witness, I am responsible

For keeping these memories alive

So that they can move through time streams freely

Maybe in another universe I'm not the last of my kind

Then this past will be of use.

To tell my story, to live my truth.