The Winter has arrived
And I should be joyful
I live for the snow
Even if it’s showing up weeks later than before
But it’s the last time I’ll see this scenery
The world painted white from this angle
And the flakes are coming in to meet me
I can afford them a weary smile but I’m terrified
Disappearing into my memories
At this time next year will I just barely remember the home I spent years in?
I think this is the longest I’ve lived in a place
And bless the snow and the nourishment to the soil it brings
But it’s yet another reminder of Time running
The fucker
Running out of time
With Time running
And I know if you ask him to slow down he just tosses his head back and laughs like it’s funny
Is it funny?
Or is he laughing because it hurts?
Who knows
I hate watching you run out
Sand slipping through my fingers
As if I’m the hourglass
And I should be able to believe you’ll come back
I’ll catch you for a moment again
It’s what you do
And I know it’s not you that makes it unbearable
No, your contents
And you are separate
Like the Universe
Where it meshes together and becomes both of and not of you
I wish catching you was a done deal
But each of us catches Time for a moment
Only for him to dart away again
And fuck Fate
Even if I can’t escape it, fuck it
How do I look back to the me who saw this house
And thought, “it’s just temporary”
Do I tell them yes?
And of course everything is temporary
I just wish more things would outlive me
Like common decency
Shouldn’t homes outlive us?
It’s not like that
So many things that should be a way that aren’t
Another home that outgrew me
And the snow falls
But just reminds me of the temporary aspect of home
From the start that’s where I wanted to be
Time just tell me
Why when you run you take my home with you?
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