It was everything:
        you gave it all
you had because you
couldn’t eat rust.
You’re not saying rust.
You’re not saying buy back
or open—

but a culture
of cruxes is
            crucis is
            a conservatory.
            No one ever says yes in autumn because it’s so
            almost abstract, like leaning into a syllogism.
Tell your friends
             what you believe, and tell them as rivers run through your little vesicles!
O,
             once you were an A, and then you became something new,
a peach,

it was everything.
             You gave it all
because time was new.

-- Laura Carter