by Keztril


Such a long time

it stretches…

                           each step taken leads further into memories

                                                                                                       ... not ours

This wet, heaviness

here before

continues when we leave

It is this..

                          the space…

                                                  the distance

imprints of activity

sounds of voices no longer present

we are surrounded by water

reality…

                  though cold and damp

                                                      burns in the touch of your hand

 

written in response to exercise five