As if the things that bothered us
\nreally mattered anyhow.<\/p>\n
We were clenched so tight,
\nknuckles white,
\nsomeone had snuck through in the night and
\nmonkey-wrenched our stomachs.<\/p>\n
Why’d the blue skies turn gray, anyway?<\/em><\/p>\n It’s easy to play like Even though the voices penetrate But it’s not the far away that matters, And there was freezing rain, too.<\/em><\/p>\n I came back, expectations akimbo and Expectations perform tricks in the slightest breeze.<\/em><\/p>\n Fuck freezing rain, anyway.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n It nearly took until July before As if the things that mattered At least<\/p>\n I can say that now.<\/p>\n 06 July 2007 –Ahniwa Ferrari<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" As if the things that bothered us really mattered anyhow. We were clenched so tight, knuckles white, someone had snuck through in the night and monkey-wrenched our stomachs. Why’d the blue skies turn gray, anyway? It’s easy to play like there’s no such place as far away, like distance can drop like a pin when […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[12,17,19],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/566"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=566"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/566\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=566"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=566"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=566"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nthere’s no such place as far away,
\nlike distance can drop
\nlike a pin when you call.<\/p>\n
\nsometimes the closeness gets lost in the signal.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nbut the mutters in our memories,
\nthe murk of missing you that
\nblends your face into the trees of Mont-Royal.<\/p>\n
\nhigh as a kite flown over at least
\neight states and two provinces but
\nnot dinged up in the least.<\/p>\n
\na heat wave melted those thin ice blankets,
\nthose preconcexpectations that,
\nlike veils,
\nobfuscate everything.<\/p>\n
\never really bothered us anyhow.<\/p>\n