ever
realize you
lost something
well after
it was gone

at first
you didn’t believe
it was truly
gone
just on
time out
only to
understand
it’s been
months
since anything
was more than
cordial

lost
isn’t the correct
word

withered
decayed
broke down
into dust
and blown
away?

i don’t
recommend it.

my true state is vapor, existing only truly in between. a bipolar sublimation. too hot. too cold. never quite right.

but serviceable
in a pinch.