Were you awake last night
When the lake broke
Into splinters flying apart,
Like the words between you and me?
Into spaces where we searched for remnants
Of worlds left behind.
Did you hear the sound of footsteps receding
As we walked away from ourselves?
Like tassels, they trail us now,
Flowing in a random order.
Did you see the sun
As it strolled over the horizon?
Did its red fiery eyes
Tell you it had to die,
To live another day?
Grains of thought 