i’m going to bleed

it’s alright
i’m going to bleed
walking out of your life
i will do it quietly
perhaps
but not in silence
might put you in a poem
like the ones
i wrote as we were falling in love
in nyc
the year before the virus

i’m apologizing for my own healing
because
i might still feel insecurely unattached
like i’d come back
if given a slight chance
a campfire in the woods
the memory of your lips
laugh
unforgettable fire
and the wound that nearly
nearly
killed me
nearly

i’m sorry
you couldn’t make the jump to lightspeed
i thought i had found my
good to go
but i found a wounded crew member
i longed for a pilot
i needed a girl with a long skirt
and short jacket
who gets me
chooses me
and realigns with me
if things ever get confusing

i’m sorry

12/17/22