Rupture

I can feel you
though you are so very far
from where I lay my head.
You are with me still.
In my bones, you reside.
Taunting and teasing me
With the distance between us
and the obstacles even more.
Hurdles large as skyscrapers
that may take
rockets to tear down.
Or the bombs waiting
within me
for an opportunity to explode.
A moment of tense silence
to rupture the fragile balance
upon which we have evolved
to exist.
A miracle, really.

But this rupture… Could we survive?


(December 25, 2011)