By Days

Adapted from Half the World, written on June 10th, 2024, and a bunch of other poems. For the record, I don't actually like this poem. It's just here while I work on better poems.

In it, The winds of change Are blowing wild and free I’d have waited the rest of time But you
wouldn’t wait three hours for me Trailing the path you made for me Hunting a kitten in a tree But
there wasn’t anything in it for me And there wasn’t any of me in it Between it, “Two birds on a
wire One tries to fly away And the other… “From onwards,” she said “Your onwards is alone No thing
mine is yours You’re out on your own” “Don’t hold on to your love For us there is no hope I won’t
love you again You should just give up” Though she hugs, she holds She kisses you on your knee
Though she looks toward you now There’s another thing to see Behind it, I saw snake eyes, I saw
foul play The venomous viper Her lousy prey I saw your perfect smile Crack underneath And big
white lies hid Behind those crocodile teeth You lied lazy and left me hanging To the tune of your
father’s flute You lied lazy and left me loving You let me hold on to your parachute Beside it,
And your good gal leaves And she’s long gone a-flyin’ And you’re sick to your heart And you’re
bleak to the bone And your waterpark dreaming Is some chalk on a stone And you’re sick to your
soul And you can’t pay your rent And your watermark lady Is falling for the cement And the moon
knight maiden Is strapped in your sweat Between a chocolate voice And the whispers of regret And
the golden spoon rule About the scooping of stool Says there’s a better way without her And this
marshmallow world I tried to trick myself And forget the world too But I’ll accept this tragic
world And my cursed point of view I’ll do the deed begrudgingly Until the new sun’s around As the
currents in me settle Or dry upon the ground “That’s too much saying,” you say, “Too much say for
me” I’d rather encounter The sailor out at sea Above it, You don’t fall out of love Like a rock
off a cliff You slip away suddenly Like a Rodriguez riff You dreamt it in a dream You read it in a
book There’s a man counting Watching all that is He adds up all the actions And keeps it all on
file Why don’t you ask him? One day you’ll forgive me Like water and a well Like water and a
bridge Like a professional email One day you’ll forgive me And that day won’t care What the past
once meant Before the color left your hair It’s a sin to remember it It only brings me pain It’s a
sin to remember it But I remember it the same