you are waiting.

or "pangs"

or "would you stay awhile"

or "a short history"

it's the upward

down-

ward

motion

i will be the driver

and the

water

the words

the words

the words

unspoken devotion

AND I,

YEAH I,

didn't really need

touch

at all

this isn't

it either

but it hurts

you

it hurts

you can't 

remember

but sometimes i

taste

smell

no not anything

else

i'm so

done-

a mistake

still breathing...........

"and now"

it weighs nothing

a complex feather

i carry

with 

me 

always

these new walls are filled with mismatched faces and

ages especially

then suddenly i realize,

i am already

a ghost