Flora, Fauna: Regression - Cavities

Graphing memories

To how it seems these visions should be

Spilled from mind to flesh

I found belief dangling in the lion’s den of time

Hidden behind opinions

And fed to wasted nights

Step back into that room

Where I realize

All I am

Is all I was

Just pieced together fragments

Of what I’ve come to be

Acquaintances

Tied by the places in the past

Things still look the same

The same businesses

New signs in freshly polished frames

I’ve walked away

Tried so hard to see what stays

Swallowed into depths greater than the sea

I restitch the seams, as the water becomes me

I always seem to let what’s distanced

Wash away

I fear for the ending

Though in meaning there’s nothing

But a kid watching a history

Absorbed by the tack marks in the walls

I can hear better now

A resonation of my vocal chords

It was my choice to leave this place

Walking roads with forgotten names

I pave the path to no return

Throwing ceased voices to waste

A trail of faces fading in my wake