slow down.

when he hath tried me,
i shall come forth as gold.

- job

aural math

crash

remember the time we got into the accident. you screaming and me stoic. cambrian and robson, in the third block of the tenth street phase. so many names and so many places. the cemetery on the otherside of this life and a pastoral reminder of our youth. the litigation of naivete when you realize you are happy but cant tell anyone.

follow the template, follow your heart. always be thankful for what you've avoided. the last time we spoke, you told me you couldn't lie. and that you knew that i had tried. i followed the template and the draw of the soft blue gaze. i'm thankful you left before i blurred all of the lines.

yesterday was your birthday. i woke up thinking of white gold forge promises shattered and owned. i thought of fireflies and final exchanges, as my heart beat slowly in time with rain that was smashing in from the dim pink light. after the crash. after it all. you live on the otherside of this life, and always will.

splendid view.