Sat waiting in silence,
chained to unknown outcomes,
absorbing the ever darkening circle
of what we are and are becoming
Long strokes of forever reached,
unmoving, aching and soft,
as we choked beneath
our freckled rebellion
Gauzy mists ribbed the sky
as the last elbow of light
nudged towards memories
that glint in the dark
They moved
in uneven
pirouettes, our thoughts
destroying us with every
turn
and turn and turn.
