when our skulls collided
in the dark, too fast
both so desperately clumsy
happily awkward, but still
I saw your eye sockets hollow,
your zygomatic processes pronounced
over your stupid beard.
Time always got away from us, didn’t it?
I lost a contented five and a half hours, and left
always right. (stairsteps) You won everything
but me, I lost the peace of you.