elegy for friends lost to empires beyond waters unfamiliar

it was the summer i became a whore
runny sunlight like broken yolk on concrete
my room swells like a sore throat today
and i think of you, how do i tell you i am alive, alive
and i want you to live too, but i miss you

i listen to daniel caesar now
and i think of you when you're not here
love and loss never comes in stages
i learned how to dress, did you know?

longing doesn't begin to describe it
i know you left, soon, i'll leave too
i wish we could meet again \ my place tomorrow?
empty chairs at the dining table all around

what once was lost cannot be found
i write pesudotranscendentalist poetry to cope
it doesn't roll off the tongue, but it's me
come back home one day, would you?