FE & PS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I feel like rain, trapped in a box, Or, at least, the memory of it Loss, in arpeggio One blinding shock of light, soul-shattering clap And then it comes, the endless roll of your absence's thunder Quaking, I'm the contents within, now without Staring, blinded, yet with vision clear and unobscured Having kissed the human possibilities When all is born of love, and care I know this vacant place, too well Why are the confines now so new, some very foreign space, suddenly as unnavigable as my own skin Tighter, constricting, too aware of my fragility My wings beat, frantic, frantic, for escape To leave reality far behind, just long enough, I plead, just long enough, for the freedom of a single filling breath It doesn't come It doesn't come There is only silence now, The sweet and angst of memory, some faraway metronome of my own heart, and... ~salt~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The taste reminds me of you