at a distance immeasurable I see you once more
with eye-opening clarity and still - I reach for-
your hand at the edge of the room on the door
from where I watch you leave as I lay on the floor

from a distance that I cannot breach with my hands
I cultivate fear as if - I was sowing the lands
seeds of trust, seeds of love I flung into the air
with sweat on my brow I reap only despair

at a space no longer measured in years or in distance
only the constant inconvenience of my persistent persistence
no longer joy for you and only a burden
you may say what you like but of this I am certain-

I reach for a friend from my hole in the ground
from the voice of my friend I hear absolutely no sound
at a distance immeasurable I see you walk past
from where I cannot reach you,  from where I die at long last