something startled the
fault line yesterday
a misalignment in the stars
she tried to find the volume in
your expression
but you are far too quiet
& its horrifying
tingling underneath her fingernails
intuition like haunting
& she still can't figure out
where you are

speak

speak here


I drift like the
tide
constantly
in and out of
awareness
out of life
out of mobility

you rise up over
the shore
a sunlit statue
at your charismatic helm

or so I thought
but you sailed right past


your face was so empty
I could not reach
you


& you never looked
never saw me watching you





its as if you already knew
you were on a
sinking ship