cocktail dress

where is the you in the dress

i said to me naked as the self

which grew up and grasped onto

this this this

moving more more into what i remembered

like the spilling seas in you

where we were repeating beginnings of time

that saw mountains out of nothing

and forgiveness to the sky for not always looking up

apologies to the ground for walking atop it

and an address that belonged to the two of us

before we knew not

and looked for those mountains again

only to find them flattened from things

we’ll never know

*

if i am less than the sky

hold me up

shape me into the clouds

and allow me to pour my me

as an apology for trying to once

drown the world