wreck

small steps subliminal

suspicion confusion tears

tears in the fabric of

well

everything really

one half gone where?

somewhere unreachable

why?

questions answered

unanswerable asked

again half recognition

wish

recognition fleeting

still present eyes

burning then clouded

wrong

indignities imposed

needful but no less

invasive unbearable

womb

rebirth slow faulting

faltering feline

reforming alone

13th February 2016, SG6: The end of the world as we know it, for Ken