The timeline has promised me a moment
Flitted between one month and another
Unsuspecting stretch
Of weeks I lost in the cards
Is a day before and after
You tell me what you think
I turn
Into a vessel
Carrying you
I never sit a bench alone again
I measure my time in
New markers I ordered in the mail
They’re purple and shaped like
Every time we spoke
I dont dream, I see
An upcoming.