what is it that you saw?

that night by the bleak sheets

of ice covered streets

there was not a soul asleep

yet emptiness everywhere

in their eyes, in their hands

in their hollow, shell-covered

fossils of souls, drifting.

 

what was it that you saw?

the night when the rain hurled fury

and the land turned black

the streetlights like stars

amidst the paper thin glow

of one smile reflected in a puddle

at the tip of your shoes

 

i still reach out for you

across the other side of the world and over

the miles where my fingertips meet,

even momentarily