unseen

breath isn't anything you can see
but in the waters
the spirit across the deep
the waves are the
wind
and we need washing
a chance to come forth dripping
and new

it's crashing and
breaking so
as not to leave anything behind

catching my breath
keeping it
still
because i want to hear
the hum if not the sight
the sound
of air shaking the strings

i want to wait for the dawn

like when my head
was against your back
listening
to your voice
through your backbone
like one long chord
in that moment
listening

i could've left myself behind