It's happening.

 

I didn't think it would

To me, I

Blinkered myself

From harsh realities

I didn't want to see -

 

Plunged myself

Head long in sands

As, unbeknownst to me,

Those particles beneath my feet

Were leaking out into

Some secret

Ether.

 

When I was young

I had a naive notion that

All parts were mechanised,

Like robot cogs

Spinning bright, defiantly

Against the clock;

 

Reasoned -

Guilded fragments

Could not

Be hurt;

Metallic chambers

Simply rot.

 

But here,

Another family gathering

I notice you -

More back than forward

Looking now

As, cruelly whipping sheets,

You show the truth of how

Those innards actually

Are vile;

Vulnerable and sick

 

Like a mad magician

Unhinging his trick.

 

While left

Bereft,

Betrayed, I'm

Brimming with misguided tears

That bust at dams of innocence

Sweeping currents

Swilling at gone years;

 

Marooning me

On rough, ramshackled rafts

Of memories

And laughter

Jeered and

Past.

 

Then,

Lost -

You find me,

Washed up,

Sand grains later;

 

Hold me

Let the tide lap

Gently on your chest.

 

And finally we see as one, all that is left.

 

And find peace in the magic gone.