I saw him standing on the south side of nowhere,
His head bowed, his feet untethered.
I wanted to urge him to run or walk
But his voice was silent he couldn't look up.
I saw him lying in a ball of curled emptiness
Trapped in the repercussions of forgetfulness
I wanted to hold his hands and kiss his face
But his eyes closed to me as he turned away.
I saw him crawling with his back towards the moon
Searching for nothingness, no purpose, I assume.
I wanted to pull him to my chest like an infant
But his lips were emphatic as he resisted.
I saw his tears when he thought that I didn't
Buried into the pillow, fear hidden
I wanted to tell him how much I understand
But he feigned being whole, he pretended.
I saw him when he walked away weary
Shoulders bent from the lack of consistency
I called out to him to please have faith
But he refused to stand still, refused to wait.
I saw him as he moved from one to the other
Some momentary fulfillment that wouldnt smother
I wanted to demand that he shed this burden
But he was so intent; I don�t think he heard me.
I see him as he breathes his heavy sighs
turning away from my questioning of why.
Still I will resist this pretense of rejection
Holding tightly to this thread of connection.
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