Harmony

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide

Down slips the façade; one crack laid upon

Another like a tapestry, woven by hands that simply

need something to do to stop the trembling.

Every breath an inadequacy, every word misspoken;

every moment better left unlived, it seems,

even if just to spare the world (nay, just me) the agony of walking through

a world in which friends are taken away, where love lies bleeding from a thousand pinpricks,

and yet,

one foot insists on falling before the next, from some misplaced volition.