Something Else

Remember me fondly,
a vision removing stasis
from an undistinguished day,
like sudden rain, or
some holy child memory
count me, infinite
like drops of rain
collecting on your
windowsill.

And I will be something unshaped
by your swinging blades,
those scythes cutting for time, i will be
unscathed, only an imprint,
a brand on your shoulder blade.
Remember me as in a dream,
shapeless and sedentary,
fixed within your haunting,
like fog in the morning,
sifting through cars and
stray lights

We know our limitations,
They're cast bodily within us,
Though I wish to be more;
in your photo album
I can be like water weaving
through an emerald embankment
I can be like a violent storm
or a warm breeze moving a blade of grass,
I will show up unannounced
and make room for myself in your dreams,
if only a little while.