upon a mother's death, healing
the air is thick with sky
its heaviness settles over me
and there is no telling
where you end
and i begin
with just one step
careless
or careful
I could submerge into you
are you in my lungs
or on my skin,
tangled in my hair?
we came from one
until the world pushed us apart
as i rose
you sank
your turmoil swirling into
the currents below
i took to the sky and
brewed a storm;
ravaged all within
my shadow
do you see me now?
i could have been more for you
and you chose the hardest paths
but we came from one and
there is no telling
where you end
and i begin
are you in my lungs
or on my skin,
tangled in my hair?
when the fog lifts
clarity emerges.