Thunder crashes down
Herald of the torrent
Wash me away
As long as it’s to you
The agony of without
Tearing
Thread by thread
One more failed attempt
To get to you
One more broken footprint
Bruised
Aching
And resolute
small
Time opens new wounds
Words come slowly in the drip and dribble of obligation
What begins in pain and despair gives way to structure
Gives way to truth
And still forward is hard to see
Harder as people fade away
As fingers against silk
Float away
Drift as gossamer
Tenuous hold