Found, End
Do I have endings?
I never leave things behind.
I still think about the guys,
that amorphous blob of boy-men.
the one’s I crushed on
the first kiss
the first fuck
the first soulmate
and the second
the one who didn’t know what No – meant
There it is
My heart stopped
he’s out there
shapeshifting
The end of trust
The beginning of Rage
If memories could sift into
Par
tic
les
You had me at “there it is” – that is exactly what happened to me with this prompt. Many similar moments rolled through my head.
Tight piece. Hits hard. I love it when words hit like this.