the looks

Reinforcements

in retrospect,
we strode with an
air of elation and bled
our harmonies hasty 
so i was never really sure
about you anyway.
i’d say be bold be
assured but you’d
chip away at my
frozen elbows
and paint my
body blue.
in tandem,
we affixed our spirits 
to seven foot trees,
aged bark abraded by those 
middle school girls who 
fashioned their lives and hatred
who carved their lies and hated
knee deep into our branches.
in fine refined moments 
i rise away you beg to stay 
and i cry because
i was never really sure
 about you anyway.