Only Half

by Joanna

Eternities

Further marked in passing

Under melting snow 

Dripping along hardened rock

Exposing once and future soil

Overturned with claws 

Digging 

Hard against the dirt

At the final obstruction

Unearthed with bleeding fingers

While in that lonely vestibule

The story pages have been torn

The cover

Eaten by creature and time alike

Rains

Soaking through

Smearing the ink

Into a greater sense of loss 

So profound

So exacting in force

That the swirling waters

Meant to nourish me

Will only fill my cup of life

Halfway to the brim now

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