Manifest Untitled

I've known you for lifetimes.

We were Pharaohs and Kings

Servants and Slaves,

You've kissed my dirty forehead

With sun-stained lips

Exclaiming, Tecum vivere amem, tecum obeam libens

We were Inventors,

Hungry and feverish.

We helped to create this

And we will surely watch it change

Colors like quiet laughing.

"We were Artists," you say,

"And Actors," I say.

And you smile like the movies,

But not like the movies

At all.

We have gone out kicking and screaming,

Stoic and silent.

We have lain in ashes

Inhaling each other and

Sending wishes to the wind:

I hope she reveals herself to me.

I hope we recognize our love.

I hope I find him. 

But my heart is a boomerang,

It always comes back to you.