halfway between a chord & a dischord

In the time of an exile
From the jails of another
Where soundings are taken
Raw to his eyes.

I have walked the way for him
Down to splintering bone ashes
With your voice shining sea
In his fractures and skies.

There are no voices here.

There are only confessions.
Keeping him hidden
Weighed out of his name

We have entered deserted
He has gazed from my windows
As If all that replaced us
Could still end in me.

For the first time unwoken
I am returned.
For the first time unwoken
I am returned.

He arrives from a place
With a face of fast sun.
Arrives from a space
His refuge overrun.

She will fold him away
In his badly changed hand.

Fold him away far behind where I am.

For the first time forgetting,
I am returned.
Her mind moved by the silence,
I am returned.
As If all that replaced us ends It again.

As If all that replaced us ends

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