This road divides us, you and I

The lights that flicker green to red

A signal, like a lighthouse rock

Upon the distant shore. I swore

I saw you calling, drawing light

Into my eyes, so tired of the bright

And glaring sight. Ignoring you,

I wanted only rest and sleep.

Your thankless duty did you keep

Until the signal dimmed at last

And tiny stars did cross my sight

Along with night. And I embrace

My cold and bitter cross. My loss,

Because I did not cross.



Please tell me, then, how broken things

Repair themselves without a hand

To guide them back, to hold them close

Embracing fellow broken shards

Upon a tidy, flawless floor
Perhaps this warmth, this bond we share

Is more concrete, much more complete

To bridge the gap and leave it closed