Hypnosis

the potency has left the building,
blew down the door and unstrung all the hinges
competency lost it's original place in line,
it's taken up a whole new stride.
Brushed up against the Earth,
a lover amongst the sheets,
tangled, twisted,
where I'd like you to be
where I thought to myself
 that you didn't make sense.
The pages lost their places,
and the faces, half-erased.
In memory of you I made a fire,
and I watched it burn on endlessly
until the embers blew against my toes,
scorching them, and scarring.
In memory, I said nothing to anyone,
but sat amongst the trees.
My organs painted vividly inside,
with movement, with grace,
with silent security.
Alone.