may is quickly approaching she comes undauntingly and without apology i envy the changing of the seasons the quiet rebellion against time as he dares to change the world she fights back with an array of color and a cacophony of noise all the decay begins anew again and life blooms i mark the days to honor her and how she has grown me, this unruly wretched thing that i became, the burden that sleeps within my name the breaths i still take the endings i forsake despite them coming for me she approaches quickly and i have survived long enough to greet her, to welcome her in and allow the days to bloom the way she deigns them to, the wildflowers, the weeds, the roses, the peonies the tall grasses and the willow trees she smiles at me in secret and presses a kiss against my forehead and i remember, all at once, that i am not dead and the heart is loud in my head and in the belly of my chest and i feel it rioting in the pulse in my wrist i exist, i exist












