alternative calculus

we'd sit with this brevity
extinguish our flame, or what we thought was left anyway
you were always too cool
and i always making light
of my feelings and desire to take flight

on that most special of delivery
i claimed a special victory
and repossessed my distressed
ambiguity

no longer tied to the
corpse i thought you'd made of me
free of the strained pained
weight of who i couldn't be

i walked away