desperation

throws you in the darkest

of places

.

it claws at your throat,

robs your heart

& does it

joyously

.

it finds you in the

loneliest of hours.

why now?

it shows me your eyes

welled with tears

& reminds me of your muteness

at the wheel

.

even on a sunny day

when the world is beautiful,

it rings

.

who is there to tell

the same story to again

or

the same stuckness

or

anyone at all who knows what

breaking looked like

that night

.

definitely not you

.

it hurts to erase

you,

& it hurts to remember

(5/10/24)