We Are

We Are Not. We Will Never Be…

Courtesy of William Okpo

I watched as you burned sage,
cleansing your home of another
breakup,
burying a relationship you thought
would not live up to its 
potential,

You were right.

In the brisk air of the hallway,
the smoke led itself down an
uneven path, waiting for
tourists afraid to drink you — 
thirsts forever unquenched.
who you are to them isn’t
who you are to me
and only time knows the

Truth.

It is the clever souls who
bark up trees with no
grip to console their feverish minds,
biting at old stories, trying 
to pick up where they left off
leaving the glories of the
good ole days in dusty 
waste bins, unsure of how
to clean each

One.

Didn’t you find me in
your reflection standing behind
years of defeat, yet holding 
every story we shared over
your head as a reminder of
how insouciant you are.
belligerent in crumbling armor,
a world of “no, thank you” and
“please, leave me be”
lives on the tip of your tongue.

We Are. We Are Not. We Will Never Be.