meeting you

i can't decide
but maybe it was the cat
curled up in the crook of my knee
tucked away
under the blankets
and layers of sleep
that brought on such dreams
a repetitive story
that allowed for surprise
wandering from room to room
every time i saw you
i felt the blush of satisfaction
like the purr of a cat

here to there

knowing
the space between
two ears
is small enough
to contain just enough

or the expanse of sky
end-to-end rainbows
(large enough, they trick you into seeing
the curve of the horizon,
now we know the earth is round)

f-a-c-e
intervals

the dangerous moment
when distance
is bridged in a keystroke
the bit between heartbeats

space, spaces
all the same

just the bits between words, worlds
all the same

this is what you should know about me

i tried to look up why i walk on my toes
googled it
searched for something official like
"toe walking"
it's a real thing
i suppose
i did learn a new word,
idiopathic
it means,
you don't know why
something medically unexplainable
it just spontaneously exists
which took me back to where i started
and to something i already knew
that something
lurks in my family genes
and every so often we just rise up
i rise up
like i'm daring the world
to tell me i'm 5'2" instead of 5'4"

wishful thinking

sometimes
i look
at

     well-decorated homes
and feel

the same
as when
i watch
  sappy movies
  (stupid movies)

so
wistful