Another night without you
by mi side.
You,
faceless to remember,
only to forget.
I insist:
You.

O forgiveness,
in the dry land of neglect;
you keep resisting me
even with my guard down.
Is there distinct means to summon you?
Are you a shattered God?

My hands are sand,
my eyes unperished stars
lingering in someone's forgotten memory.

reaching out for love,
   and my fingers tangle in the air
that they encounter.
   that emptiness.
     confusion.
— m.g

Night.
Time to hold onto something
that only lives in my
memory.

Even urgency
resists the urge
of plea.

This surrealist heart
Transfiguring images and people.
Feelings to darkness.