torn rivers

waking alive in pre morning light

birds singing exotic trills

my mind thrashing with raw emotion

and burned memories

charred and sooty

they cling to my throat like choked tears

love fills my eyes

and spills from my hurting chest

i cling to my emptiness

and walk the hall of ghosts

hearing their voices soft and soothing

seeing them warm and hollow once

more

their touch

their laughter

i shiver

and turn over

once more

..O..