No word for weeks. A numbing silence grows.
I don\'t know if you\'re still alive, or if
you\'ve killed yourself like M did, darling Rose.
I wait. An sms - so glad you\'re with
us still! I breathe again, relax, it shows
you\'re just like me and pull your head inside
your shell when things get rough. But god I miss
your voice so close, your breath, your unseen smile…

You say you\'re separating. Good! That\'s cause
enough for focus, so I fling my kiss
and squeeze and smile in the abyss, where jaws
death-empty wolf them noiselessly... Then wham!
you\'re back! Your words ignite my heart, blood roars
inside me, life renews. With you - I am.