Libra 2

I discover time 

as pink moons.

How has one year

passed already?

//

I used to take pride

in big & small things.

Now I take pride

in nothing.

//

I miss surging at

the sights

of I don’t know.

Oh, I don’t know.

//

The water.

A mirror.

Grass.

The world turning.

//

Nighttime.

Short skyscrapers.

Rooftops.

Sandal straps.

//

A family, a family, a fam-

ily of model figures

I placed gently on the toilet

in our bathroom.

//

Oh, they’ve fallen over!

What does pride feel like now?

I’m only arrogant now.

I keep one stem of every rose bouquet.

//

I place dried petals on my tongue

at full moon ceremonies. 

Tonight it’s pink, it’s pink

again, oh.

//

I’m starting to believe or

wonder

if the way I move my fingers 

matters.

//

If there is not enough love

in the world.

If there is too much

time.