Romance

at dawn the street forgets us gravel sings about footsteps we kept for ourselves your absence a returned light that causes the dust to dance drops the clock's hand I watch the seconds sail through your absence each moment is stamps I collect with no one to exchange them against words which drift towards the horizon

This was in Barcelona / Nossara / Carcassonne / in a church / underwater / in broad daylight / on a couch / against a wall / drenched in god's sweat / eyes rolling / white ghost suns / 3d printing skin / red mother / white knuckles / tied free / falling yes / no need to / walk today