Raindrops like the keys fall upwards from grass
Time drags back to the pattering of song
You reappear at our old piano
Backwards melodies played on your body
Atoms draw me back out into cold night
Dragging my body up broken flight –
Falling upwards, I am without heartbeat,
The fractured grace of willow bones reset
Red paint retract from the shady grass
The boat is floating back to the morning
All my memories are going backwards.
Comets recollect themselves above clouds
Thunder returns to roost in electric nests,
We were together, I forget the rest.