Known Once

Known Once

 

 

 

I cupped a drop of rain

in my tremored hand

 

it slipped through my fingers

like the water it was

 

and the cool drip

sashayed in freefall

 

I wanted to be that drop

escape from the palm of memory

 

splash to my demise

stop the trembling

 

dry to the touch of grass

be absorbed in grounded ambiguity

 

so your heart no longer

recognizes a hand that once held yours.

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/17/21

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Escape here. I felt the need of that drop of water to escape from the familiar hand into nothingness. Forgetting everything that had been. Wiping the slate clean. Pain does that to you J.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I appreciate your insights, Chris,
j.