there were times
detached coherence
and unforgiving circumstances................

somewhere between the weeping wall and our bedroom door

there lied a cry
for validation
for sleep
for PEACE

but that was not to happen
it wasn't "in the cards" you said.

within these saturated walls,
a grace will come.
as pure as lightning.
and the fire it stole.
but not for you.
and definitely not for me.