almost forgot

go find yourself

in another nation.

land of time
forgotten. in hindsight

what we all wanted
is rarely

mutual. 

go find yourself

in another nation. 

i can do this for myself
all on my own. this time

starting from a single
whisper, become a

scream.

when you find yourself,

in this other nation,

try to remember me 

for what i might have been

this ailing echo along the canyon.

this birdsong before the buzz saw.

this star blinking in an otherwise dark sky, this long dead light.

i will do this for myself.

all on my own. this time,
for you.