by Geoffrey McGee
Artwork, “Octopus In Cyberspace” by Leah McPherson
There is no explanation.
Violable rite, sacred sentiment
Leave me breathless and irreverent.
You take my face in your hands.
Lying again, I climb the shelf
At the apex I find myself
Rubbing weary eyes. My dreary surprise.
I shoulder your love in my stance.
Echoes of your hymn,
O God, where should I begin?
I confess I come apart. Again.
I count our estrangement as my sorrow.
Swaddled in my solitude,
Grips my plexus. Leave me breathless.
I count our reunion as my joy.