hk

did you know that i have always

yearned for us to be at mid level, 

that somehow i would no longer 

be an outsider whenever you approach 

with your meandering vernacular.

braving new territories,  

i brace my feet against

your brash exterior only 

to trip up at each mistaken step,

plunging into a pool of patois, 

things i could never say all

stepped in muddiness, while

the gravity of your words lodged

between us like an anchor treading water.

note: funny how i wrote this years ago and i ended up going to hongkong for exchange last year. this always feels incomplete but i guess it’s pretty accurate in that sense. much has changed since so i thought i might as well put this out exactly like how i left it 4 years ago.