cocooned

Morning,

sky bright, cocooned

in the eye of the storm

driving North into a deep

gray hue; gray

like that day, like your leaving.

Ten years

Since I killed you; finally

I have learned to live.

dream visions

fever
I close my eyes
and turn the doors
louder, I
sway the vertigo
like a
slow. rag. doll.
weightless, I
sweat visions from pores

always glad to remember

Ten years had got behind me

I’m always glad to remember

even if it means crying

never were taught

When I said I would live for us both

I meant free and untamed

I meant doing

things and learning and growing

These days I only mean

in goodness, in living right

in a way we never knew

never were taught.

never-words

I hear
the lady bugs bark; sharp
fire alarms
planes and mowers; less

Bodies; learned
by brail
lovers' whispers; long
past faded

Lovers I let leave
never-words; never
coming
never-words;
                       stars
on which I wished

Prana

Even the smallest                        of splintered shards

work free

muscle bone sinew            pockets            miniscule

the shards travel            through            and through

dull in the sun           

a glitter in the shade of the moon

I await

In another limbo

none                        ever of my making

Still, heavy lidded

I breathe

shallow

belly rising                                    belly falling