*13/104: On regaining balance also known as, Not All Things are Autobiographical, but Some Are (from the nah series)*

Well, one person will know
the pains of a seriously vulnerable week
tucked deep into the palms of summer.

(My hair was perfect, and my skin
was happy)

But that soul will soon forget the smell of books and sweaty palms
and the feel of breaking through circumstances.

And then, after the forgetting,
as in the beginning,
it will be me.

I will wear that shirt again
I will walk the steps again
I will be fine,
but my old eyes,
they're getting older and
every
single
day
I am less and less desirable.