Cellular

Let it all fall away

a river to the sea

my skin not now my own

my eyes belong to years

passed by, & my salt heart’s lost

in the storm of this

 

relentless.

 

Let it all become known:

time shape shifts body

from dust to bone to stone,

we are immaterial

we’re atoms bursting into light

for one Spring second

 

radiant.

 

You who are flown

like a Summer’s day

short, sweet. I’ve borne

the yoke of it, my sadness

is divisive, it fills

the room with clouds

 

bursting.

 

Let it all fall away.

I wash my hands of you,

watch the water swirl

the last warm part of me:

tide sweeps in again & again

whispering your name

 

without mercy.

 

 

 

 

 

Victoria Mosley