.

for the love of everything
          you can’t say

night drops
solidify on your frame

     their starkness haunts dark corners
                    you inhabit

     with the rocking of memories
               you twist and shake

     it could be said
          you wanted it even
                    after the fact

it’s going to be one of those things
          you have to pull through

to have a grasp of the experience at all
     
     you meld with forms around you
until you is a word with weight
          indistinguishable
from the rest

maybe that’s just what
          you wanted
               in the end