Just as I do

the sky above remains the same
even when
my skin sheds completely

every 7 years.
I regenerate slowly
extracting the pieces of you

from my sky
while I hold hands with the ground
and watch the palm trees blow

in the sky
laying in the sun
listening to Billie Holiday and Friends

wondering how
I ever thought my heart
was complete without this moment

and there are no traces of
you here
but I still wonder what dream

I’m living in
as I hold hands with the ground
and watch the sky sway with the breeze

just as I do,
reflecting,
just as I do

existing with the
soundtrack of Billie Holiday and Friends and sirens and birds,
just as I do.