finger lifted to the rim of my eye. "i know i'll never..." and i had said the few things that i wanted; that, we all agree, frees our soul. because no one ever wanted a memory to chain them to a word left unfulfilled. and all sentences said, the images collect in my head of spirit parting from lips. did they ever land? did they ever land? could you ever hear what i said? did they ever land? did my heart ever break the bounds of this stupid body and soar for what it was meant? did they ever land?