And as

I awoke

A barren

Field lay

Before absent

What was

Once humidity

Now chills

A dampness

Of basements

And hideaways

Windy memories

Light snow

Or ash

Only remains

Of fires

Which once

Crackled warmth

A veil

Spun of

Words cloaks

My face

Perhaps one

Day I

Will learn

That silence

Truly does

Roar louder

And there

In lies

My chagrin

A promise

Made too

Soon whispered

Words heavy

As stones

Rubble upon

Which to

Build or

Stumble perhaps

A wall

Or a

Foundation or

Nothing at

All now

And in

A hammock

You swayed

All pink

And black

Sky blue

And trees

You showed

Me and

We talked

About nothing

Is that

Where love

Lies in

Sky and

Trees or

In nothing