ThoseTheGodsWouldDestroyTheyFirst MakeMad

Written by: Johnette Loefgren

      I know where you are,
I simply can't find you .....
         alone and together
we silently sway .

  You sit in the lamplight
          in front of the embers,
yesterday's answers 
asleep on the floor.

  I sweep up the fragments
             of years in the evening,
laying them gently 
on top of the coals.

  one bright flaring moment
            alive in your pipils,
  a memory burning

like dry leaves
        in Autumn,
a smile on your face
that you wore when you found me

lost and alone
as I am here today.