Imagine you dive into time and you lay
Motionless on your back. You
Stare at the dark sky above you and
Obsess over the facts. Which 
Are so vague you want to cry, your wild
Nights will haunt you. You’re playing a 
Game with yourself, when you
Really don’t want to. 

You try to place yourself there, where you mumbled those
Words, but it all seems so
Irrelevant now 
That your whole body hurts. You can’t
Have him like this, leaving stretch 
Marks on your soul. You can’t
Entrap him like this, with your
Integrity on parole. You
Can float here
All night, wrinkle your skin with 
Negligence, but who do you 
Think is winning this fight when you’re 
Busy swimming in the past tense?

Rise from these waters
It’s okay to be unclothed
No one cares for your facade or the
Glorious endings that you wrote…things are
Messy right now with
Your heart beating loud, but you’ll make it through
Somehow if you can just climb out…out of this
Emptiness and back into
Life, which has been waiting
For you, worried sick
Tonight. Crawl
Out of your head when it’s
This possessed, look 
Around for a towel and get your
Little body dressed. 

Keep your moonlight lap
Tucked away where you can later look it
Over
Your spirit is
Over there, waiting to 
Understand the explanation that you owe her