Changes

 

 

Is it something ill-defined?

Or could it be

an abyss?

Unfathomable?

Maybe it’s the energy

of the moon (la luna)?

Perhaps time has

caused it to

grow cold?

I do not know.

Only that my heart

feels dead and I

could not respond to

intimacy.

No light,

no eye contact,

no magic oil.

A bit of pain.

A coldness.

Loss of laughter.

Intimacy felt

assembled in a factory.

Apart

more than together?

Perhaps this is

growth.

I do not know.

Yet.

 

Writing/Photography/Illustrations by FawnRising©2017
March 29, 2017
Le Lac du mon Père
Lago d’Crystalle Florida United States of America Earth