Fade
Dec 30, 2023
I quickly dropped into my visit with you,
a pattern, a ceremony of innocence and relationship.
The years have left me,
faded.
The fade I felt in your change of subject
How I dimmed as your the object.
The change dissolved me,
unheard, but and boxed in with you.
All my missteps haunt me
and my words fossilized in mouth
and my meaning sank.
But I said what I said.
And even if you unheard it-
It is.
We parted under a slate grey sky,
with our ceremony
in
complete.