Does lastingly move?

With me into the shapes that will be made

Along the cracks and disappointments

To the beat of tin wings

trying to fly. Does lastingly

Move up and over the next line, climbing steadily to

find there is no view. Does lastingly

Move over thin skin slicing

through to the tenderness and thought

that this might not be it. Or, does it

refuse this new life, stubbornly holding

on

to the memory of your shape

moving toward it.