cusp

as i draw my legs nearer to my body
so that i can wrap my arms around them
and allow my head to rest upon
the only knees that have always been
mine alone to cry on top of,
as surely and subtly as a diminishing heartbeat
my mind can sense the closing of that
all too familiar mechanism -
before long it will collapse around me
an imperceptible barrier to all
save the creator that i sometimes comfort myself with thoughts of
the silence within is so serene
when i allow myself to curl up
and truly listen to how it feels
being alone again