evolution. [or reinvented by canvas]

we looked like we'd just fallen from the sky.

do you know what that's like?

i heard a crack, just then.

be careful.

one of these times they'll push too far.

one of these days i'll completely disappear.

i look the same. but something's shifted.

anyway, we shot higher and higher until the engines cut off.

in attempts to stall.

i felt myself passing out.

she's always offering good advice and holistic remedies.

i am forgetful and wooed by science.

scorned by science.

in the name of it all. survival of the fittest.

or some poor excuse for selfish behaviour.

a friend of mine gave me a painting, and on it are the words, "they liked me better dead."

but that's not true is it.

i am whatever you say i am./not./am./not.

so if i can take the same 26 letters and reorder them...

if i can take the same words taught to me and rearrange them...

if i can take the same 88 keys and transpose them...

then i will take these bones and reinvent them.

i will take these tears and bury them.

i will take this heart and veil it.

you'll see glimpses and no more.

tell what she was like, because this one won't leave a trace.

some vacant memory of a well-meaning piece of carbon.

weary light.

once brave. now sighed.

and the sky swallowed her whole.