We will now exist in a soundless space,
our feet will glide across the frozen earth,
as we pass through moments once there, now lost –
of touching lips, slipping fingers
finding buttons, finding breasts,
finding v L e o,
letters of a nothing word
that can mean so very much –
We will not go there, not anymore.
My thoughts echo in the silence
where our words once existed.
They threaten to spill, to overflow
into this void that fills with the
glittering memories of crystallized
failures sliding gently into nothing.
