Waiting VoidComposed as a tribute to the Ladies of Subterrain, October 2004. The on-line part of Subterrain can be accessed through the link on the links page
-----oo0oo-----Only a heartbeat unsteady and hollow;
Only the throb of blood in my ears;
Only the motes on the floor stirred by breathing
Witness the tension that's borne of my fears.
Held by the bindings, fastened securely;
Nothing to see with eyes closed and darkened;
Now she comes to me, bearing her trophy;
Hear the sharp whisper of air stirred to motion,
It whips howling downwards in a blur speeding blindly,
Lost in feelings,
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