Altered State

In an altered state. I reached out to you. Your response was better understood with closed eyes and nodded head. You taught me of protest and laughter. Of fear and loneliness. A Mothers love in times of destruction. The forlorn cries of a lover never to return; Wishing they were there to comfort me in my state of numbness. We still speak often; I on this lonely rock of stone. And you up there lonely in the dark waiting for companions in your lunar home. Maybe one day we will meet in the flesh. When I leave this cruel world and say goodbye. Until then I will hear your voice bending each ear with your sweet, almost mythical words.