and your ghost and you.
it's unreal
the movements forward are masked by the thick heavy right now-
which feels like the devil is blowing on my bones.
making them rattle
alone
but walking through a million particles
that fly in the air.
and did you know that when we shift
we part them?
millions of particles
reflected and changed
through even the smallest of movements.
i think of them constantly.
but here i am,
i have been.
and i believe that i would feel deserted
if you stopped haunting me.
empty hearted,
empty handed,
i can always take solace
i can find deep appreciation
for all the millions of movements i am creating,
that are born of my own action.
my shiver, my shake, my rattle, my twitch.
even though it is
accompanied by your ghost and you.
image by andrea heimer
