dear lord -

[scattertheory]

i felt your shape & heard you breathing;
i felt the rise & fall of your chest, i felt your fall,
your winter snows, your gusty blow, your lava flow.
i felt it all.
your starry night, your lack of light,
with limp arms i can feel most of you.

i hung around your neck independently,
& my loss was overwhelmed by this new depth i dont think ive ever felt.

but i dont know,
these nights are cold,
& i remember warmth.
i could have sworn i wasnt alone.