Gone

a Poem by soma

i believed to sleep i would undo the threads of distress
of time's unshakable weight on this fragile vulnerable thing
quivering the skin against the pressure of its hands -
how strong and overbearing

i awoke to find you empty in my bed
so strange and peculiar but nevertheless i believed once more
that the tight and shadowed alleys behind the lids of my eyes
would hide me long enough
that all would come to place

i could not say how long for i dreamt -
that the hands beyond the membrane of my dreams hovered
like dark and billowing eels
lifeless in the black ocean currents
deep underneath me
like growing

i ran from them but they were no slower in my restlessness
following and waiting for the moment that i realize
i stumbled catching my breath clutching my chest
the heart it beat, though i wished it still
the brain it would not hold
i am not asleep

i awoke to find you empty in my bed
so long it felt suddenly that you were gone missing here
that i had spent my life beside a sunken depression
in the shape of your body