Last night, ‘Ariel’,
Cradled in nine months of swollen neurons,
I carried you in my mind.
Career hangs, dripping from my hands.
Tick tick, tock tock.
My prime away, I am rancid.
When my eyes dart
In the shadow of lid and dreaded sunrise,
Warm from the friction of building blocks.
I’ll see you one day, Ariel.