on beginnings

my heart hums a slow steady song. my bicycle chases the ranges into the setting sun. my soul goes west(ern) chasing guns.

so the year begins.

i walk perimeters, real and imagined. sit in the corner and observe all i see. i am making notes and lists. learning habits that one day will be mine.

when the days formalities are done with, we imbibe the tonic, fight flame with fire. our sins of the flesh are shared with light hearts.

our shells are cracking
it's been so long since i've seen her this way.