FRAGMENTS
i. anxious waiting
in this room I hear
whispers
in my ear
seconds tick
like thunder
banging
on the wall
waiting
for your call
my breath
caught under
restless
and skin crawling
wanting to peel
it
off
ii. a question without an answer
when the day came
and you left
i became a question
that i had no answer for
running from
soul to soul
begging for
validation
begging for
reconciliation
slowly finding myself
in the fragmented reflections
of the faces that i held
in the voices that i heard
and in the pools of sweat
and tears
that i created
iii. unborn symphonies
the sounds i yearn to create
but lack the skill to craft
so chaotic and beautiful
a symphony of prismatic chirps
echoing in fractured loops
droning on and on
dwelling, deepening
whispering secrets of past lives
wishing for a new beginning
in this composition
waiting to be born
i hear tomorrow's music
trapped in today's silence
iv. digital perpetuity
the deliberate depth
a harsh flare
from a jilted perspective
a color of the past
warm and distant
contrasting
saturating
my memory of that day
the moment
in digital perpetuity
for me to visit
when degradation creeps
imperfect and yet organic
the inevitable decay
of everything
the image of you
to never be forgotten
even if
you have drifted onward
searching for
the perfect exposure
v. the elegant collapse
reaching for something
that is just out of grasp
past the whispers
through the questions
beyond the nascent melodies
and fading photographs
taking rest
not surrender
but preparation
to begin the climb
once more
an elegant collapse -
into a foundation of strength
lifting, bending
breaking, building
moving towards the truth
a truth only known to you
as we reach again
for something
just out of
understanding now
the reaching itself
is what makes us whole.