The skies are velvet wisps of cloud
Mirroring the swell of emotion inside me
Who is this person in my body
I can’t recognise?
Your resilience is gone
And the full force of you too.
It coloured your light so vividly.
Strange man in your living room
With a voice that calls
But you’ve heard those voices one too many times to respond
In the way that you want to.
Strange friends in your life that you can’t remember
Much like you can’t remember yourself
Their warmth and welcoming want your acceptance
But the warmth wore out and the welcome got dusty.
Run your fingers across my chest,
Go back to trace the lines it drew in the layers that longed for your touch.
Loneliness is not good for the heart.
If only you existed.
Strange man in my living room.
Life took a swing at me while I held it,
And the strange man sleeps.