YOU [ ]

[ ] write to you, as if it is too much
to write to me
the empty space tightly embroidered
through a lone [ ]
like [    ] trying to escape this cage

two legs dangling awkwardly from between breaths,
the weight of
filling in the cracks reminiscent of gravity---
you, who are far away, indistinct,
the lustre of glass--  [    ] too afraid
to stand under the light where there are nothing

but shadows
in every direction, every face
every eye bleeding through skin
you are silent yOu ArE si---- you are silence

and yet again [    ] reaching, blind
and deaf, for the edges of our skin
the hefty texture of empti?ness? bursting
through our veins