Day 10, Poem 10: Hanging On a String (tentative)

Day
or night
you call
jump like
jackrabbit
heart seizes
pulse jets

My fingers
indelible
inside you
always
keeper of
your internal
rhythm
of your trust
my name
dug in
like incantation
yet another
covets
your thrust
bone
lacking

No recompense
or comparison
no consolation
in makeshift beginnings
to cover
open endings
never ending
where we
began

How long
does this
continue
before
I break?
Choose
and admit
what we
already know
Or go
and leave me
to my ruin
And still
we'll know
the truth

You're calling
again...