Like pennies in a wishing well
bouncing...

There are only
so many pieces...

If I could,
I would surgically remove you...

I thought
for a second...

I will not be afraid
of closing the binding...

Tap water bubbles, and
hot water burns my skin...

There was only heaven and the sea,
and a brief wind among the stars...

I feel your loss
like two rivers...

Fluorescent lights are strewn
across the ceiling...

A hush is caught
at the unfurled vividness...

I saw her across a
field of sun...

Come sing me to sleep,
close my troubled eyes...