undone
i'm going to undo
the actions, here
are your words back
off fuck
i unwalked the tracks
boots to wet tressels
feet pointed toward the house
one night, a party, drunk
and partnered we walked
home together
i take myself back to the scene
of happiness, unraveling
each event alone
in re creation
uproot plants
unspool tapes
i throw up food
scream your name backwards
i welcome back all the gestures
of extension, the pile of small
kind generosities. i stretch
my hands out just to notice
the flexibility in my fingers.
i fold, i unfold.
here. i say. stay with me.
01.10.12
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