we won't survive this as we began it

In forgetting how rude people with umbrellas unknowingly are and how all our thoughts have been thought at least four times before we caught a few small deaths in disguise when we were tripping through fireflies and prickling thistles. And in forgetting how each and every fellow finds his own gait we watched grapefruits falling and squeezed their juicy juices into the soil beneath our anxious toes. They wormed through our candied muds and we laughed lisetning to the sounds like shflwop of the earth trying to keep our feet. We forgot about all our deaths in the noising of our bodies and her bodies. But I hid my toes always from you, even when you loved me the most.