Animus

It had snowed,
& it was night time.
We did not know it yet,
but this was, or is, or could be-
Revisited.

Tho- I am alone, & Above & I am moving
without my legs below me.
The hill is marked by dirt,
& tall grasses untended to.

I move, there-
with two young boys sitting at the base of my neck.
They do not see me, nor I them,
& they do not feel the cold.

& I see it, then-
There-
& I know, now, what to say.

"When I was your age, there were shapes."






*Written following the dream I had. The night of 12/21/2012