Lava

Your scorn and judgment grind deep inside my chest Evoking a feeling I didn’t then recognize as terror Which unhurriedly transforms into cold calcified rage Lava forming the shape of a life It is a stone in my shoe to feel our souls touch through bubble-film Flustered, I try again and again to resolve it Unsuccessful, I can only conclude “this is just good” Because there truly is beauty in the void We are still here and are one This anger is a splinter in my skin, too deep now to remove Agitated, I try over and over to make peace with you I have to conclude with a breath of relaxation, knowing it will pass That you were the vessel of original terror was not your fault My earliest instincts were to ask what made us separate To set my mind against the cold Remembering now to be steady against the unpredictable waves Of terror, love, betrayal, anger, longing Waiting for compassion and peace to take us home May 22, 2020