we call each other

we call each other
we call each other

i stood on the edge of the deck
toes wiggling in the darkness
and my phone died
or rather
it became
and i laid on my back
looking into the night sky
(or what i could i see of it from the southwest edge of the city)
feeling my heart beat in my chest
the length of my bones
the forest of my nervous system
thinking of you and your flashlight
walking home
and...
and..
and.
and there is no end to this
we are forever becoming

i know you understand
(more than anyone)

unfinished

we are weightless in the summer
feet barely touching the earth
toes tracing patterns in the dirt
heat-light-sun
burning the intricacies we've fixed
between the past and the present

we're restless (you see)
time is restless
memories are restless
the upturned soil and dust in our eyes
clouds nothing
we're not afraid of our ghosts anymore
we're not afraid of our roots
let the old seep into the new
let us be saturated with it
let us rupture

it is only at the unfinished places
that we can break