i’ll die learning
we walked as far west as we could
found our spot
sat down
and waited for the world to shake
symbols had chased us out here
while
clogging the reservoirs
smothering the air
littering the highways
relentlessly nipping and clawing at our heals
but the land would have the last say
we knew this
so we chose a patch of turf
that we pretended was anchored to a stable crust
momentarily, we watched the wild surf to the north
but
to the south
the sea was calm and glassy
we were sheltered from the icy east winds
that blew us here
we only had to descend a little way to find sanctuary
as we scrambled down the cliff
soft hands getting dirtier
i remember thinking to myself
i’d rather starve here
incapable
of feeding myself in the wild
i’ll die learning.
