fragile moon begs / chilly star wavers / dawn denys both
I walk into amber twilight after rain / a needle
threads its slippery pain / up my wordless throat

this thought / doing without you /

possible / possible fact

I slam a door/

a fool / slams a door to keep the heart empty

I open the door

slight moonlight / pale rainscent
beauty / useless

this thought /
/ without you /

/ all my voices / gather protest / all my eyes / prick to see / my hearing stretch alert for
what comes / what comes

a mounting wave towers / lifts me / passes / deserts me /
awash / in the same place /

I imagine silence / I howl / I choose
the best / I can
poem and photograph by Jo Mariner