Your drizzling crowns
and electrical waves
were quietly treasured
and peacefully saved.
And I felt so at ease
with fish bones dangling
in rice paper screens
my linen legs tangling.
And I'm trying so hard
to unravel the vines
that relentlessly snarl
on the bridge of my spine.
But I can't let you take it
through limp little limbs
Because it's all that I have
that reminds me of him.