chasing a safe passage in a downpour of anxiety,
I couldn't evade meeting the uneasiness in you.
to all appearances the outside world had overpassed us -
the walls were whiter than ever,
the room unhandleably motionless
and yet a disturbing buzz was creeping under our skin,
fumbling the bitterness of the not entirely said.
the instant of lost control was achingly bound to happen.
following the distress of your glance,
I knew that shift in self-composure
had washed away all possible exit doors
and right there, in the midst of the subsequent pause,
the echo of the wavering speech
was feeding the inbetween space on wholesale emotion.
it was withal a strange release,
as if in a lifetime of stasis
on the tangible ground a heart was thrown.
