Image by Savannah Christensen / North by Northwestern
dark circles, swelling red
I look into a stranger’s eyes
what I see inside the mirror
is someone I don’t recognize
eyes mis-
behave
we’re not
the same
can’t remember when I fell
just remember it didn’t hurt
Caught myself locked in your arms
Caught myself being more alert
eyes mis-
behave
we’re not
the same
I’d like to think there’s a reason
I never asked or wanted more
and reconciled with our treasons
held your name for a whole season
I was used to your face, adore
Scared, I run
a chance?
there's none
disgrace
but I don’t claim any innocence
it, I know that I don’t have
a disturbing dissonance