Again

i broke once from you

i slid and fell then

while you watched

there were no others there

it was a semblance of privacy

but helplessness is never private

i stayed there, wondering if you'd go

but you kept looking, in surprise

at the aftermath

i winced, head down

unable to see your eyes

unwilling to, wanting to see a look

one i'd seen before, long ago

i felt nonplussed, the floor cold

almost inhabitable, dust to dust

my body began to ache and burn

insisting on relief,

before i arose

i fell again