Lost to the Wind
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Easy moments,
I touch
as they go.
Memories float past,
and there’s a pull deep inside
where I sometimes die.
I was on the rooftop with a smoke,
sending my misery to the moon
with a smile at the thought.
Welcoming the shine
as I lay back, just a little drunk,
listening to songs that keep me from sleep.
I count my losses, bittersweet,
now I’m here, missing little pieces,
tasting images of those who got lost in the wind.
Little slivers of life,
inconsequential, but brimming,
re-call like a little controlled bleeding.
Soft-lipped Zoe drunk-dialed me
as if the world was ending.
Tears that would turn to laughter the next day.
David, broken… again.
Calling, please help,
and this time he meant it.
Rachael and kisses on her back porch
just before she let me know
her wedding date was finally set.
Polly’s sister, Heather, so sure we’d be it.
We believed there would always be
that next random meet up, until there wasn’t.
Lana, I should have… I should have.
I hope she’s still happy.
I hope she’s still beautiful in her too-short skirt.
Erica and six inches of my hair.
Does it still remind her
to be a better person?
John dug too much into his bliss
and got lost
I wish I had called him when I had a chance.
Janet and her abuse
and that quiet kiss at the schwimmbad,
the only time she was real enough to really hurt me.
Victoria was with him, then him,
but I was the one making her smile
as we rode out our tragic connection.
Memories float past,
and it’s easy to smile here
in this place where I was sometimes King.
Lost,
up on this roof,
but I don’t forget.
