I sifted your heart into piles of dry ashes
remembered lips and touches beyond.
Dust filled empty ribbed arches
Ached edges grit kissed limit.
Hell found in missing you I stand quietly
parched dust bathing loves lost ember.
Bleak grey overhead light
Tepid hands lined and dusty creases
Falling to gravities cosmic pull.
Rain soaked ancestors muddy reply.
I sifted your heart into piles of dry ashes
Tossed in the storm of my love.
