When I am no longer
The same as I once was
And you have equally changed
All these memories and moments
That I once believed
Would last
Forever
Will disappear into the world
Like sand washing into the sea
And if I tried to capture them
I would wish they felt
The same as they did in that moment
And I wish
I had never made that choice
Because maybe I would be different
Or you would have stayed the same
Dear Anthony Bourdain
somewhere between the time you died and the time you lived
i found a part of myself in the words you spoke
[This is a reposted edited version of a previous poem of mine.]
when all we have is spent–
what will we have left?
people once before us–
i walked down the street
the streets i once used to know
filled with regrets and heavy with burdens
of what once happened here
i walked down the street
a block or so down
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