Cell In Cell

I am the cells within your cells. 

I am the sun dappled light 

and the shadows beneath the leaves.

I am the screen behind your eyelids 

where the history of our lives 

plays out night after night. 

I am the alleyways, 

narrow and nefarious, 

that meander through the 

complex highways of your mind. 

I am the tear-less face 

of grief too raw for 

the indignity of mere expression. 

I am the broken guitar string 

lying spent and coiled, fulfilled in completion. 

I am the Lie poised between your lips 

ever ready to BE your very bidding. 

I am less than all the Nothings that were ever Something

 in the schemes and plans of a future imagined as a Dream.

I am outside-in the wind that meets the water 

to become the waves pulling from within 

the Pull of a Divinity that IS my cells in your cells. 

I am You. I am We. I am Me. I am Us.