Alone tonight and restless, pacing
in and out the door, claws marching
across linoleum. A vacuum of time
where motion keeps the mind from focusing
on what it's missing. A child scribbling
furiously ineligible, frantic lines and circles.
In a house made red with waiting, walls
shrunk in and beating, a diseased heart
trapped within its desperate symptoms
longing for the long-straight line, the silenced
beeping. I'm trained to save you; what have
I saved you for?
You are the prize. We both have lost