not without you.
thoughts of you hang in suspended animation,bits of mist
in a fog so thick, every breath aids the corrosionof my heart.
plunge through the icy surface
of your memory
submersed & stabbed by the ghosts
of your fingertips.
it used to be a pleasant silence...
one that wasn't so silent.
we were quiet & smiling,
on my front porch facing the field;
& kids would be laughing
& birds would be singing
& music would be playing.
it was a warm silence.
we were warm, in silence, together.
but now the air is so cold
bones shiver.
lungs quiver & breath freezes
as it leaves lips.
c.marie
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