Night Vision

 

Night Vision 

 

Dark shadows

Flash of steel

Illuminating 

Your man-child face

 

One eye sparkling

The other streaming tears

Cleaved by depression’s Damoclean sword

One hand reaching 

The other pushing away

 

Terror grips my guts

As I realise

It’s not my chasm to cross 

Long gone 

Days of encompassing womb love

 

And yet….

 

In my dreams

Fighting still to save you

Even though

You are 13 years dead

 

Tricia 01/2013