Friday, June 1, 2012

requiem

The hunger spills across your shoreline, reaching inland, wave after wave relentlessly seeking your center

The longing branches skyward, heart first, head lost, arms open, waiting to be received

The distance and the silence and the wonder all conspire to hide me from the truth

The clawing at my chest, the ache seeping from my pores, every cell weeping

I am altered...