35 – words by dominic riccitello

35

we relay in fragments
shadows behind mirrors
we form ourselves in steps
in the sway we make as we pace

i find triumph between words
conversations left at doors
we make ourselves in turns
the twirl of our years

we spin in questions
in formation
in pumpkins in the fall

we grab jagged daggers
hands forward tied backward
we’re dancing with knives
bullets of wind
the echo inside what this is

i listen for you
that sound the crackle the density
the way wax melts and builds

we pool our thoughts
in this and in you
and we is how we found it

i loved you in the ether
in timeless classics
in the way your mouth twists

i touch you
yet i leave you
so something can remain
without us

people believe we come to find
i believe we are here to exist
to learn
to desire in this bliss

we echo at stage right
and i stand ever so tall
we leave lessons for ourselves
the bends
the questions
the hesitation

i told you
this is what we made it
this is what this is

triumph is misery
misery without hesitation
life between the mist
the fog of our years

i told you i would find you here
between years of thirty five