that was something right
and i kissed him and remembered
about the way the trees reach
to stroke the creek around
my parent’s old house.
i used to want the bigdream,
to follow a golden thread
out the maze and past the shadows.
god died when i was young,
while i sat in the bathroom and cried;
i lost my closest friend and earliest memory.
(the is nothere full-answer confusion to)
i said i didn’t understand anything.
life just happened and meaning didn’t
i mean i didn’t mean maybe i’m not
and he said never to untie the knots.
maybe be lost it’s fine if you
want meaning remember the willows.
that was something, right?