no sender

muse insists on this forum
presently
in spite of hunger
and fatigue
she cries out for an audience
in frustration
language
spoken
fails her
the floor cracks underfoot
stability flees
crumbling plaster
shattering glass

outstretched fingers
reaching for you
just to say
I’ve let you go
you can be free
you asked
I gave it
the only goal
was to calm the waters
inside
seek harmony
resolution
of memory of you
my part
is that of this
not of all
and through this time
there was simply
no sender