The Colonies

I.

noble cat

feral woman

lead me down

a defunct stairwell

i'll stop and retrieve

the broken buckle

from your soot smeared boot

while you adjust your veil

never too old

to start again

your new life

awaits you

II.

I followed you

on wet asphalt

past garbage piles

and the discarded

ragged remnants;

things and beings

that were never whole

III.

showered by Leonids tears

you stared marveled with marbled eyes

to a place you’ll never reach

a journey you’ll never start

IV.

if only you had kissed just once

and walked away