the fastest eater

sometimes the love just floats me. enough. and at this moment, it’s all i have left. it’s still the only thing i look forward to. the only thing that wakes me up and aligns the forms.

i’ve never had a reason to push beyond. not even enough reason from just myself. i’ve never felt enough for just me.

but then i look into a world, hovering in blue, and i peer into forever. where i’m distraught with the fear of letting go. and i feel this delicate balance i’m walking right next to — afraid of my tumble, my steps, shivering — and i see a look so pure that this world becomes a single flake, floating down. the slightest tinge of its cold touches me. my skin, then bursts with its spark, flaming my existence into a wildfire, burning everything around me.

so then, i know.
that i have to become. more into myself than i’ve ever known.

forever searching for the sound of his laugh. the one from his gut that strangles my air. pushing me to the front. telling me to hear.

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