Coming out
from under
the hourglass.
No space,
nor time
envelops me.
Something akin
to “free”,
but uncertain
of my agency.
Night full of waves.
Sea full of stars.
Afraid that if I drift out too far,
I’ll lose you
and never find my way
back to you.
We might be able
to lose ourselves
in a moment.
We might be taken away
by the tides,
but there is sometimes,
someone
who is our
singularity,
pulling us back in
from anywhere,
or anytime.
HG – 2022
