In the Company of Your Memories
Candles lit indulgences rolled, one year later I sit by you.
A stillness. A silence. Gravity subject to defiance.
Motionless sucking the air a rainless tapestry overhead
Candles lit indulgences rolled, one year later I think of you.
Escaping lips rising from wicks abandoning matchsticks
Born out of pain only to leave shortly after. Seemingly bold unafraid, unstirred yet so quick to flee –
Candles lit indulgences rolled, one year later I finally see you.
Your still bedroom purposefully quiet Your unwinding an act of defiance
Fooled by being unbound insides set ablaze and you escape –
Nothing but wisps of cotton, dancing farewells, and then
A stillness. A silence. No trace at all. Just a ceasing of existence.
Candles melted, indulgences exhaled, one year later I begin to understand you.
“Like smoke, I pushed out to be free; like smoke I too merely vanished –“