"Thinking of her is like dreaming of ice when you're cold..." -M

the weight of your loss
surpasses the strength of my faith
my fate not the same as before
i know now the futility of desire
for what?

starvation bites with the force of survival
lying dormant with eyes all a-flutter
your dreams as fleeting in non-waking
as mine of you are to wake up to
no more

this passing of time like betrayal
now missing an essential piece
and peace a laughable concept
belief an inviable option
so what?

[on: Brother-2's house tomorrow; juice fast ending today; seeing a counselor once a week; Marie's dream-text; mama's otherworldly "journeys"; and all the rest of it...]

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