Deserts

Those silent sigils laid on the page
Barren, white, the starkest of places
Emblems of meaning the whole not conveying
I linger, hesitant, grief at the thought of touch
The thought of you, a rending, jagged torn
What is the word for a feeling as this
There are no feelings, no words, no more
Solitude...the wilderness howls, 'alone'
Nothing echoes here save memories
In the trackless waste as the mind circles back
Beneath sun and moon
Between heaven and hell
That thin whispered name, out of place
Lost. Aimless. Adrift on a sea of emptiness
Hopelessness gnawing at reason
Like the incessant barking of dogs
At nothing, everything, as if that's all they knew
Baying, howling, my heart too calls your name
All I knew
To the silence