we push, we pull
covering
unfamiliar ground
in decent,
frustration builds
I see clear,
to late.
it's black on black,
no in between
crumbling fear
fault line.
fragile feelings
have no place
in this matter
of two hearts
shattered.
storm and drang
turbulence begins
in the stifling
of emotions
dust rises,
clouded vision
artifacts
cold stone
like acid rain
flooded emotion
brings stinging
tears,
to forgiving eyes
unpredictable surge
in tumultuous
times.
Mary Ellen McGrath
2017.
