In recline

In recline

I climb mountains

Walk with gods

I am at the dawn of time

Walking with Dinosaurs

An eagle

In flight

An astronaut

With a drinking straw.

Lost in space

Looking down at the world

From a satellite

In an altered state

A grandiose

God complex

What a waste,

Flying solo.

Humans are social beings

Alone, we are less.

Intemperate exclamations

Go unheard

Immoderate drinking apart

There is nothing to see.

My digressions

Remain evenly tempered

The bones of me

Lie relatively unharmed.

My desperation

A thing of quiet restraint

I miss you.

I miss you

In the moment

Those special moments

That seem so important

Too easily forgotten.

The inconsequential

The intimate

Shared

Personal experience

Allowing a bigger world

To be reflected back.

The simplicity

Of an alternative

Perspective,

An extra dimension.

A joke,

When something, and yet-

Nothing happens.

You had to be there.

The desire to whisper in your ear

Squeeze your hand

Laugh out loud

Without caring

Who might hear.

It is allowed,

In the moment.

So much wonder

Experienced in isolation

A thought barely registered

Before it is gone.

I miss you

God, I miss you

The ease with which

I catastrophise.

White coat syndrome

I am dying of cancer

Did I say that already?

I have dementia

I would know

But no,

I wouldn’t.

The impact of separation

The silence,

Talking out loud to fill it.

So many good jokes

Profound insights

Going unheard

In the moment.

Unshared.

A life less lived

In that moment

When silence

Is at its loudest.

If nobody ever

Heard you fall

Did it ever happen?

I miss you

I miss you

Oh god,

Oh god,

Oh, how much I miss you.