The memories of you are gone
But I can smell the burning
The hills were savannahs when we were lions
But now the danger is gone
I have always been afraid of steep angles
Of losing my balance, rolling down into oblivion
But today I only feel my own altitude
The mountains are leaning towards me

The sun is a kindness I don’t feel I deserve
But it warms me without discretion
Without thought
Coal left over from the fire
The wind makes me remember when I closed my eyes
Held my head down in the face of the smoke
I climbed on top of a large rock
And haven’t looked down