this time was better

it was better in my head.
it was better when the shoes fell like dice.
it was better at the end, because the start was far too torrent.
it was better when you stopped running…your brain caught up.
it was better when I changed from one place to the next.
                                                and one foot to the next.
it was better when she came stringless with power, it freed you up.
it was better to be freed by your sister, as I was cuffed from solutions.
it was better when you saw it was over and looked at me with his eyes.
it was better to be seen than thought wrong of.
it was better when we rolled down the hill laughing in the grass...



and awoke
in separate beds
on separate continents
by separate loves



of singular vision.