Absent
resting on a crippled pillar
bringing back words-
from your mouth
and rain
sprung in
so I brainstormed you
residing in secret of
raindrops.

tumbling like envy
whereas the smoke is clear
of all memory
that hope is colorless
but clear of design

words that belonged to you
squint in doubt
in vascular pressure
like fidelity was found scared
from heart to bone I'm shaking

in a brief time period
yet, you are the storm
descending
in the vicinity around me.

and out on crippled pillars.
hair soaked in deep shallows
I'd be banished in present
-calculating
one plunge after another
of water in reunion with salt
feeling you submerge
right through my skin.

- it's the kind of lost
I have grown accustomed to.

(INCREDIBLE INK)
© 2015 S.T. Rebel of Eden