Bound and Gagged

Watching as you glide into apathy’s arms, and collapse listless and wondering in awe of emptiness. As your hands lay open mine are bound, our words of hate hang from barbed wire, string out, fluttering, like the miles of fur on a rabbit proof fence, separating us forever. We passed into other lives now as strangers, and when meeting, our smiles freeze, sharing the memory of what our destruction wrought. In this spectrum of now, we share nothing, and everything, but the canyon grows to swallow all that was good. Once we touched, and I was a chalice forged in your flaming palms. Once I sampled the essence of you, consumed by, and addicted to, the drug of you. And….once, I felt completion with you. Look at you now! Remembering, and wishing my hands unbound. I see you sneak glances from the emptiness, always knowing… Pride will win