Fugue in see minor

It keens against my porosity 

That crater around you that…  

I try to move within it 

The abyss where my feet go 

Not to fall 

and jostle you 

 

You see my tryingslowly  - the crater thins 

Who     threw the rope across 

the rip between you / and / world 

That I see my tribe dig deeper 

with edges of incomplete intentions 

 

Beginning to descend 

Your glitchinggaze upon me 

I hope you will hold,  

As I clamber down 

 

it’s ok if you don’t 

 

If I trip into what could happen to any of us 

 

We will have tried       for 

notes in the invisible 

May 24, 2016.

Research poetry, working with youth experiencing a first episode of psychosis