you won't find me
i am homeless

i was told once that i could be anything
if i wanted to be something

i never wanted to be alone

all my belongings packed into my car

i hated that car
i wanted to sell it

the last time

i never wanted to sing your song
but that stupid-fruit you planted
in my throat
grew roots so quickly
it was so painful when it finally came
time to dig them up

so i burnt them in a bonfire
along with your sweater
and my trust

they smoldered for the longest time
catching little bursts of wind and laughter
for years, it seemed

you won't find me now
it's a wonder you ever did