Z

you lack an awareness
of the space you fill
and over nicotine embers
i consider your light
the tilt of your chin
and consider

how you looked
eyes closed to peace
lips silent and still
the depth of you
reconvenes in cracks
and fissures

how easily you skate
between dark and light
how softly you step
amongst the debris of the world
you i consider

at various angles
a myriad of poses
from a far with smile
your ease, elegance
your embrace of your whole self

all possible
because perhaps
you just don't know
and who am i to tell you