GREETINGS

You've got to be able to connect with your past to live in the present and form a future.

GREETINGS

Hello to the past. Onward + upward over 
+ out giving me present + prospective lot. 
I greet episodes I can in no case bid adieu to but have accepted. 

Dad passing on -

gray, stone monument looking down 
from a hilltop, 
rocks + immortal earth fertilizing cherished ones.

Every disability under the sun from Anxiety to Autism. 

Hello to concrete mixer + dispenser pouring out a foundation that builds me up but also wrestles me down to the ice-cold ground - 

pummeling me like a sweaty, black, punching bag echoing sound like towers of collapsing blocks. 

Salutations to uneven miles walked upon cracked pavements, old brick + cement walkways weathered by decay.

A warm embrace of faulty fractures making me into this person I am. 

On account of how if there weren't periods I felt like 

a worn down

torn apart 

left beside some rural, haunted, wayside

altogether past restoration 

broken down jalopy

rusted by torrential downpours,

I'd not make the cut toward the mortal I am.

Author's Note

give it all to me.