Water

Recollect, disassemble
masticate my thoughts like ice cubes
before they melt and disappear.

Soaking in the sun,
they wanted you like fresh rain
so that they wouldn't feel alone.

My thoughts.
You've owned them for awhile but now I want them back
even if they slip between my fingers
and soak my feet
or disappear on the street.

Recollect and I mourn the death of you
Disassemble and I don't understand you
Masticate as a means of digestion
so later I might piss you out