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Things I Never Got to Know (2010)

 

Crowds of new faces
that felt like old memories
long unprovoked
and hidden in the most obscure places.
Hot nights with the bedsheets sticking to me
and abstract thoughts beyond my grasp,
motivated by the weather
as if the expanse of the universe
had transpired to alter the past
by a single degree.
Final goodbyes.
The undisguised sadness of the final goodbye.
My own-ness;
of being me,
mind and body and voice completely me.
The flash of my red skin glowing with heat in a cold shower.
Sweat sourness.
Great love.
Unreasonable hatred.
The mass of the world whispering beneath my feet,
the constant hum of the sound
like an enormous wave or something more concrete.
Rivers of icecube meltwater
running down the cracks in the pavement.
Small waves on an empty shore.
New depths
and the wonder of strangers;
my own wonder,
and theirs with me at their mercy,
for the first time,
all excitement and courtesy.
Dried sand stuck to my shins.
The irritation of sand
and all the places it comes to rest:
the dull corners of sticky cafe floors
and old hallways
all dark wood broken and distressed.
My own throat sore with laughter, cheeks aching
and the devastating brightness
of a shop window reflecting the sun.
Night skies with absolutely nothing in them.
My hands, cracked from working in the heat and the blaze.
The silent echo of lightning in a faraway place
sitting right next to the horizon
after the sun has gone away.
Long, pale mornings with the window open as far as it will go.
The feeling of my arms out of the window of a speeding car,
not caring about whether anyone
thinks I am indicating.
Dirty drinking glasses on a rickety table.
My black bare feet,
resting up on a bench.
Pure, idiot contentment and
a strand of candyfloss
tossed lightly on the breeze.

Waking up on a weekday morning,
with the smell of bonfire smoke clinging to the air,
I thought that, perhaps, summer might be buried there
under the leaves at the back of the garden,
alongside all of the dead animals we once interred
before my parents paved over everywhere.