You bend the reeds of sanity back
and they fall back into place with a snap

I’m watching waiting restless at the thought
tense enough to make myself scream

It’s a fleeting feeling of love which lingers
A moment of clarity tossed into my mind, a sudden flush of salt in the wounds

An inch is not enough, I need at least a foot more
and never mind the miles I’d travel to keep you awake

Or the lonely roads I’d walk to see you come home.