one flickering light becomes an apparition
a dancing angel on a window's pane.
and hands come together like a memory of
sunday. reflection; fruition, refrain.
somewhere down the line, somewhere far away.
time; hold back your restless hands, and those
of us who wait.
and i; i would have met you there. had i still
known your face.
you've fallen far away from my light. and
trying to shut your eyes. to the broken chain that
dangles free again. my fallen friend.
your heaven but a hand to hold. through my eyes
i was only trying to breathe you life.
if not enough to burn. then enough to break free
if your hearing me.
nothing now but a search for an absolution.
a dying angel gives way to the light of dawn.
what I'd made for eternal is nothing but ashes
on tables. now words upon page.
pieces of me that got left behind.
not to say. well separate. contemplate thee.
eviscerate me.
time; hold back your restless hands. and those of us who wait
and i....
