In the last of the rain we left
packed up the shelter, strolled home


I would remember that storm
I was drenched in it


Up to my thighs in the last of your words
It slowed me
Made me stumble, an asphyxiation
you would never understand


Strides through a field of not yet concrete
Where one imagines
When it will fix


When running is no more
And the heart is fast


Just sit
And breathe it all back in