fighting for breath
on tenterhooks
amid this dearth
lugging the coffer
that quarters
my heavy heart...
the tang of stillness...
like the
acidic duplicity intensifying
eating away
steadily dissolving my spirit...
i cry out! r
from the darkness...
not to be liberated!
to be fulfilled...
to solidify...
this wraithlike relation
we share...
what can pain
with it's devices
do to keep me
from you?
as i understand
the pain
of becoming
is paled
only by the joy
of being...
with you.
~cs
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