She is a woman, inconsolably weeping.
He was her child, interrupted.
Both of them stand alone on a dock.
For over ten years they are browbeaten
with thickened tears that eventually do not fall willingly
She has become a snake in the wild that was once tame.
He is an untrained champion fighter without gloves & unrestrained.
Her thoughts are stolen instruments that will never be played.
His wants are muted dub-step songs, quieted but so enraged
They wander through life, wondering..
She screams at night ..
He dreams of ending life..
She is stalled – motionless – in her sentiment.
He is grown up – alienated – full of angst and discontent.
With cynical views of the world
Or how paralleled an existence they both live …
yet each day is futile at best to them….
The future is merely a continuation of …
if only a bridge were built for them to cross over
just one time
to reach each other again…
and all she wants is to tell him – he is not motherless.