before you go


before you go I demand one thing
that you and I return to the forest

[where all those faded nights ago the velvet moths in brushing whispers told me not to leave by your side and the sun in skeins wrapped my fingers like the ring you were supposed to give]

to where we began. and before you leave I demand you and I dismantle the house we built

[from hay and limerance deconstruct piece by coronary piece of the structure that once gave us life and limits]

well placed, the beams will lie belly to ground no artifact will stand and so, nothing will have the chance to fall.