when they ripped me from the cosmos i think they ripped you from me

when i saw you i remembered how my frays looked severed from the fabric we had known. when i fell into earth my voice cracked and you fell in. i fell into your chest and you realigned my spine.

when i hit the ground it sounded like you

when i hit the water it sounded like you

when i saw me it sounded like you

the hole i made in the sky took the shape of the you i didn’t recognize until we met. when i was dragged down from my fabric

when i tried to go back i flew into the computer screen

when i found god she sang to me

when we left each other

when i miss your laugh I’m missing the way your laugh made me feel. i am missing me. when i go exploring the missing parts i find the clothes i let you borrow. when i sniff you out i find the bottle i threw away in february. there is a me on a pause somewhere. there’s a we free of anxiety.

i wanted to be held but remember now how the membranes already had their slippery hold on us both. i shake in the sounds of your vibrations. i shake in the shape of your sound wave. my frequencies reverberate off the walls in your basement. my voice echoes in a subtle way that enhances.