Long Journey / Dark Woods

I have never been / good
at disassociating
sometimes I forget

how to see / the beauty
that is everywhere

I climb loose mountains / trepan
dark forests / carbon pearls 
burnt nights I think: “sweetness 

is a pair / of lips
and a marble statue”

sometimes / I’m a romantic
long for simplicity
long for intelligence

human condition—
pair of trees / twisting

together and suffocating
mutual—roots / all tangled
if one dies…

it’s a shame / really sometimes
so easy to forget / everything

codependent xylem
scrape my chest on rocks / the nerve
I have to curse

the blooming rhododendron
I am lost