INTO THIS DEEP

it’s a brush against my skin in the dark

a bell rings and no hand is there to ring it

and I wonder, is it you?

is it you trying reach across the divide

is it you that passes by

gently touching

to remind me

that you stroll in the splendor

while I walk in the nothing

in the space

you left

when you left me

Is it to remind me you are near

that a hello can only be said through magic

through the darkness that now lies between .

Through that veil that hangs so heavy

that cuts through two worlds

like a heated blade through butter

can you see me?

do you collect my tears?

in small vials that could fill the sea

do you whisper when I dream?

of stories that leads me to believe

I can weave you back to me

A moment, a few hours, a second to think

to remember that baby, that boy, that young man.

to gather up the memories

and hold them all in my hands

then slowly watch as they float away

slip through fingers like grains of sand

tic

tock

tic

tock

till the end.