Dizzy

When time is suspended –

Suspended in nothing, by nothing –

I am with you. And so I am

Suspended

In nothing, by nothing.

Time ticks and falters with you

Without you

We are hollow and whole,

Spinning in its hands: when time is

Suspend

Madness

Familiar palms press upon on my breastbone

As if the pair were longing to devour my heart;

Floating feather-light fingers crush my lungs

As if this was love for breaths and beats to stop;

But if you are gone I have fallen into madness

If you are near enough to grasp my heart and lungs.