herd

the following are aren’t

*

hello

goodbye

nothing else

*

smoky stars

eyes focused

street on and on

*

first date

went well

with no second

*

i am sorry

that when writing

i didn’t have

you in mind

i was trying to

figure out

my own

*

regardless of what you heard

its all downhill from there

where they stand above

peering for people like you

who are stuck on the ground

knee deep in the thing

trying to get close to those that fell

onto the flowers

yelling what the view was

when it was

more than what is

though they never

see that the clouds

hug life

in a wet kiss

from below

where all things grow back

and there is no need to echo

an ask of

what was that

what did they say

they are too far

away from me

to hear them