Clinging like the sole survivor
Of a wreck that never quite occurred,
Shivering, shaken, shell-shocked still,
Frightened of a future that grants no guarantees,
I turn away from a me who has no answers
And absorb myself in you, my alpha and omega.
But the love around me is not in me
And I fail you over and over again
Because I have need and I have hunger,
But I also have this empty husk imprinted "Love"
And it lives in the place where dreams fall apart;
Ours is no exception.

June '02

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