Former

It's been a couple years.

I'm shocked you recognize me still

Beneath the lines and shrapnel scars.

You used to stand

A little straighter.

I can see you're dressing sharper.

I can tell you're living larger.

You allow your weighted finger 

To linger slightly.

You arrive a little later

When you come at all.

I hardly see

The quiet woman

Staring down 

The kindled demons,

Riding on the crystal breezes,

Any longer.

You upgraded,

Disappeared

Inside your fast success.

I do admire all you've acquired,

And I do confess

It's really wonderful to bump

Into your new expensive stole.

However,

In this lonely night,

Remembering our passionate

Rebellious past,

I want to set 

This whole entire filthy world

On fire.

- 7/18/25