the roof caved in.
just like that.
i told them

i need more time,
i told you
i need more time,

so they paused
and said
but all you have

is time.
then the roof caved in.
just like that.

before noon.

into the where to
 and the why

  lightly salted
  and lightly spiced

make my mouth itch
make the tongue crawl

  sands through the pine trees

  bury me in

    gathering dust

then letting it fall

my skin burns the fire bright.

going home.

there really is enough
sliding through the window for you

to catch your breath
to watch it rain

and watch it fade
away the world

always onward
new with old.