I should have known
When you never made me feel like
When my dull frustration at your
Never made me, blind with rage,
Fly cursing into night
When I never looked at the dewy
Light reflection of the sun off sharp grass blades
And thought of you
I should have known that I was worth leaving sooner.
The second anything was anything.
And I knew that whatever it had become had begun to tug me wrong
An ill-fitting shirt but I’d already left home.
The thoughts of running were thoughts of me in my car alone and
in those moments I think
At least the biology of me did know.
Like a body knows the fibers of fabric that stretch
Yearning to push forth
Visual wearing to warn
The easier stay is not easier.