This is you, perhaps in another time.
“You must understand.” he started, staring at the figure standing a few feet in front of him – dangerously on the edge of the curb.
Her fingers glided through the air to shield
the glare from the sun. With the beating heat, her warm breath carried into his space.
“I don’t.” She craned her neck to the side, glancing at the cars that blurred
He took a step back, in the guise to lure her
back to safety.
She didn’t bite.
“I thought that I meant something to you.
That we were something.
Now you stand there like a broken record,
saying that I must ‘understand’ that ‘We are nothing’.
Now you must understand something…
Suddenly there, where he stood, flew an old
African fly. It lazily buzzed its
way past him; peaceful and unaware.
“Far from home” he thought.
She was far from home and thought she
could take up residence in his heart. Yet he
feared what she may do. Whether she be any good – none of his previous tenants were.
She drew a final breath and watched her reflection twinkle in his eyes as let herself fall backwards.
A car, that she long forgot the name for,
came barrelling towards her.
It cried out that she should redeem herself,
yet she welcomed the impending doom.
It’s wail became louder with each of their heartbeats combined.
It filled her.
It overtook him.
“I understand” the soft utterance encompassed her, as he embraced her.
Lighter light from Lita
Keep your soul intact
See you soon.