find me
find me walking between the intersection of lost and found
teetering over as my legs struggle to bear the weight of six different souls
i feel like I've lived in lifetimes that have yet to exist
therefore i feel in a language that is only comprehendible to me
i float in a state of limbo, where my senses hold no weight
things i touch feel as tangible as the wind
and the wind i envy, as it moves so freely through cities and suburbs
all the people and places it encounters with no apprehension or heavy sentiments
these lifetimes I've lived seem so long, even though each day feels like a new one
and i wonder in which lifetime the wind and i will meet again,
and if it'll find me walking at this same intersection
22, Los Angeles