Cycles

Coming forward
Shoes were heavier than I remember, though
I’ll make this coming clean

No longer stuck in sights
Blurred as I try recall
Too much time to sew what I’ve lost

I just left it nonstop
Here, you could see me
Hearing it reverse

Pinned down, turn to left
Canned already, desire for more

He sent us from now
For a night alone
Like you left it the sky, didn’t you