I’m drifting

An eddy in the current,

A puckered scar

On the face of a clear lake

The distance

Is

Killing me

Skin everywhere

Bodies, walking, moving

Skeleton sockets boring into me

Into my dim corner

By the wall

Where I nurse my broken sense of belonging

I want to go home

Not to the place I sleep at night

But to the person I love

To the hands that breeze my hair,

Gentle my shaking arms,

Butterfly across my stomach.

I want to hold and

Be held

I need you to ground me

Pull me back down

Back to

Us

Because I’m flying apart

I’m singed

I’m drifting