What lingers across the chasm of blue, she asked.
Only the thought of you, was answered.
A touch followed the surface of the balcony rail.
She followed the sound of a footfall, the light was pale.
the house gave signs that signalled foreboding
it moved, it creaked, it groaned
in a house that cannot be owned
Darkness falls in great clumps on the pond
across the chasm, across the lawn
two hands touch
caring too much
shrapnel flies through the air
cries out in the dark
Ilana are you there?
echos a name, a memory
lost across the sea