Missing Rib
You seem unclear,
The fogged-up sky of a dewy morning.
You won't be cleared,
A blurred part of my vision,
A cataract regrowing.
A cancer eating up my soul,
A well dug up hole.
I know what it means to be hollow,
You know how far you echo?
How long must you stay there
defiant in the darkness?
Do you not know somewhere
a glimpse of you is needed?
Why do you stay there in the arms of another,
Knowing I die awaiting your presence?
Even trees have bended wills.
Stars shine at night
why have you chosen the eclipse?
How long must I wait watching generations pass,
Fashion changing,
How long must I sit at the bus stop waiting
like you're coming from the extinct?
Why must you sit, careless that I am shrouded in loneliness?
Deserve I no taste of your lips,
No sense of your perfume, sight of your dress,
No hug to to keep for evening colds?
I need you now or better still my rib,
For I am a log floating hollow on this downy sea.
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