the coloring of my nail polish
does not symbolize
my remorse
or grief

my tiny head
and gigantic bed
does not symbolize
my little use

the solemn atmospheres
with nature
does not in any way
give you a right to abandon me

I think there was a corner
and ruins of Egyptian atrophies
landscapes of apathy
clustered into you

the hike tires me more than it used to
I am not brave no more
I am not
but I always was

the earth weakens me
in a way I did not believe in

you have strangled my heart
and you were a gem
that was the rarest

I keep myself shut
the canyons and pistols have shot
I walk through it all
nothing exists except this pain
you are not in my life
and I don't think I'm being dramatic any more
because you're really not where you're to be
you fell off the trail
and stayed with the bears
preyed like foxes
so cold like foxes
I am so sad
I never wanted you to get left behind