I believe in the shiver that comes in and takes over. I don’t wait ‘til it’s over. I bathe in its waves. To the sea from the river I’m swept and pulled under. I will never recover. I won’t be the same.
It can happen whenever
I don’t hold the lever
The shiver that severs the heart from the brain
And it burns through the tethers on electrical pathways. It hangs me up halfways between heaven and plain. And from here I see clearly, across rolling meadows, around the earth curving and surging in pain.
It’s the circle that holds me
A wedding ring rolling
across a black table
on a wedding day