Eggshell

Drawing breath and staring out afar

No sentiment lost

Time gained

Wisdom twisted

Broken though an eggshell

Hatching inwards to obscurity

Prostrate reason guides no-one

Winding, sifting via your breath

Exhaled

Piling nothing upon nothing

No-one to no-one

Space to space

And cheek to cheek

Losing more than was hoped to be gained

Spilled sideways through the gap

Longing was not near

It tied it's own noose

And left the room

Hiding in corners now

No new sights tomorrow

Ceilings, walls, floors

And my lingering breath

And your lingering breath

Tasting only of yesterday

Pointing away

As the shadow

As the mist

As the light

September 2007