Casting Into the Void
Casting into the void like spellcasters standing at the edge of an abyss,
reaching out for you but you can’t see because even light can’t make the trip,
lost to sound, our mouths move futily like suffocating fish,
and yet somehow I know you’re there forever separate but you’re missed.
Though we are constrained by others in the dark to reach another is my greatest wish,
and if there was something we could both share together I’d smash it with a brick,
so you could know that I was there, some small violent signal I could give,
because our inability to share our consciousness for even a moment isolates us as we live.
Why can’t you hold on to me, I miss your smell,
but you I couldn’t reach so I guess it’s just as well.
How can someone feel so close and then be so far away?
This is not the first time I’ve thought of you and touched myself today.