was

save me

from me

for me

with me

and without

me saved

*

i am nostalgic for an era

i never knew with people

that have known me in the sloppy kiss

of a woman or a dog that is sitting on my lap

wagging to the beat of my vestigial tail

to a tune that extinct dinosaurs still

know in their hope to bone

and bring life

but the cars pollute the city

the music that thorns it in

porcupines of sound

lost from the lost

who will search for something

in me

and i will be history

soon to be forgotten

claimed by no one

except the dead

but they too

have been known

not to remember

much

even with hands

that open themselves

to the world

*

what you will

find in them

is what i always had

but you never

tried to look

instead

losing yourself

in what you thought

i should be

but

i was

i was

i was

i