Y is for Yoked
hanging in aftermath
corded flesh wombhugger
metamorphoric emergence
sat waiting tick … tock
voices distant
waiting for silence to happen
entangled always
distance there until
at least last lone too late departed
while webbed in questioning strands
adhere hold cobstrain soft embouchure lips
cut once cut sharp cut deep
whip away unravel everything gone
everything fears free
free to face
face to nothing
nothing is left
left to keep …
keep going breathing yet
reach out find lean learn yearn
lost always apart
all ways
a part
searching reaching to join
two in one or three
or more
or any
as you will
26th December 2018