oh voyager
of light’s omission

                       I am sure
that in time
                       my eyes
will remember
how to see in darkness

but my skin

can              never
                 contain

       your absence.

godspeed my love

and may the atoms
              remember
     how to be roses

    wherever you go.

(and at once
                               you made
of my every lovetorn vacancy:

a holy ground
                          a wilderness

and I knew
right then and there

                   I knew

that my buoyancy

would never be
unconditional
again.)