light bounced off of the metal heels of your shoes
almost a little too eagerly, eagerly running towards eyes
that couldn't look into yours

it was as if the world stopped in that moment
that I looked at you, sitting at your desk
in a glassy enclave. I studied the way the wrinkles
in your shirt flowed down, outlining your body.

my eyes that couldn't look into yours.

anger

fighting the tide crashing over you,
fists full of sand clumped up
under your fingernails
bits and pieces of your life
slipping away slowly