I lie
horizontal, no
prostrate ~ more to the condition
of my position~
in a posture of complete
surrender to this agony
that rips gaping holes
in the fabric of
who I be
arms outstretched
upward
outward
to ward
the emptiness
that engulfs
no, that
strangles,
more to the true
nature,
THAT SUFFOCATES
my being
you are not
yet you are
you feel near
but you be far
cold,
no ~
chilling
to the bone
this being
alone
hurt can't
begin to
comprehend
this state
of nothingness
in the absence
of you and
your caress
tears
refuse to fall
frozen in their
place
not a stain will
dry
upon my face
stubborn, my
anguish
will not cry out
WHY?
YOUR EARS WON'T
HEAR ME IF I SHOUT!
your name
lies quietly
in my heart
I embrace
this pain
while we're
apart ...
Alyce, 2000
horizontal, no
prostrate ~ more to the condition
of my position~
in a posture of complete
surrender to this agony
that rips gaping holes
in the fabric of
who I be
arms outstretched
upward
outward
to ward
the emptiness
that engulfs
no, that
strangles,
more to the true
nature,
THAT SUFFOCATES
my being
you are not
yet you are
you feel near
but you be far
cold,
no ~
chilling
to the bone
this being
alone
hurt can't
begin to
comprehend
this state
of nothingness
in the absence
of you and
your caress
tears
refuse to fall
frozen in their
place
not a stain will
dry
upon my face
stubborn, my
anguish
will not cry out
WHY?
YOUR EARS WON'T
HEAR ME IF I SHOUT!
your name
lies quietly
in my heart
I embrace
this pain
while we're
apart ...
Alyce, 2000