ended begin

i always end with where i think i begin
and sometimes it fits
others it wears the 'graph
less litely
fine grain composure
i try and look oh so sweet
but my melody is somber
and rather than feel public[all][y] (you were)
undone
i retreat (my feelings)
and so goes my cycle
of

w[h]ere we used
to be
some.thing other than what each of us
could see

unapologetic we set off course
and p[ow].er
fueled
campai[g]n

ran afoul
i sit and wonder
if this is something that i couldn't
smother

ran afoul
i sit and wonder
if this is something i couldn't
rudder'

toward a new sea
without the lift
cliff, drench
drudge

rectify this vast differential between the two cliffs
we carved each.other
rock.ed our mists, midst
did grind and
it can never be what
it was never not