Amidst the depths of written word tearing tendons from hearts pumping truth
an email suggesting I need to be alerted to the necessity of lazer-lipo furnace refurbishing the size of my partners nethers
enhanced
my friend aching for her adult daughter, downs syndrome, flying solo the first time
her father far away available this time
the words of meaning hoped full of desire hold the truth of what is here
where these messages of repair to the surface as if the surface held the power to carry us forward
what is this but a disconnection I go rest my head
walk the dog
let me heart cry for the day I no longer feel so painfully
yet it is not that day yet
I go on my friend goes on her daughter goes on
where are we this world