Typewriter Series #2725 by Tyler Knott GregsonTwo years in a...

Typewriter Series #2725 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Two years in a half blink, I can still feel
the sand under foot, the weight
of the ring still filling the backpack like
lead, begging to be let out, to finally
call home that small bit of skin on your finger.
Two years like a quarter of a whisper,
the words I thought I’d stumble through,
but asked in a smoothness that comes only
with certainty.  The shadow of a haystack
rock jutting from the receding tide,
the sunlight giving fireworks to the beginning
we were pledging.
Two years like nothing, like they never happened,
two years like every damn thing in the universe,
like we were the center of it all,
if for a bit, if only for a half blink quarter whisper,
two years of absolute certainty.

Here’s to them.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-