Four Leaves

1
I can tell you’re gone
the same way
I can tell you’re here

I can tell you’re gone
the same way
you went before
but faster
and didn’t look
this time
I can tell

2
Your taste

3
how do I dance
across
each fall accumulates
I am bruises
lacerations
and bone dust
each time
you walk past me
the wind
and earth
quakes
I wasn’t very good
to begin with

4
I’ll sit in front
of these dried flowers
and write shit
gonna be great
you’ll love it
I promise