C is for Light
We're alone, but sometimes
for a while
Splashing in each other's oceans
salt spray rises
merges with tears fears
tears encrusted scars
burns and salves raw weeping flesh
for a while
A silver lining?
That microtomedge blade
cutting so cold sharp there's no hurt
just glints and forbidden shards of light
until late ache
then wild sharp burning pain
then final dull numb wait
long wait unending weight
heavy side layered until …
Reflection night time unheld
rinse, repeat, or perhaps it's time
this time
to die.
2nd June 2018– Squiffy Gnu alphabet challenge #11 /htt Rick Summat