endemic

I cannot draw the intricacies of desire into the wind

the mnemonics are indelicate, pushing

through my fingers too easily. the thickness

of your absence reminds me there is no

way to fold this map to bring you closer.

my guts have crystallized into smokey

regret, the bourbon blurred lines and frayed serifs

fade long before the tarmac's yellow ribbon finds

your abandoned ramshackle limbs

.