Or maybe just a mist
And inexplicably I'll fade to white
Vanish, and be gone
Or it could be night
    And I'll be darkly dressed,
    Evading easy definition
    And as your eye's distracted
    By a falling leaf
    I'll merge with restless shadows
    And be gone
Then you will discover
    What emptiness is
A space so hollow
    Even its own walls are swallowed up
A quality of missing
    So intense
    A lack, a lack
Each hour more bottomless than the last
    Until your heart cries out,
    A howl of forfeiture
But it will be nothing
    Ashen silence where I used to sing
    And deafness
The howl must strike the right resonant frequency
    A wail that echoes all to the ends of time
    To fill the gaping void in whole, looping wavelengths
    From the well of your soul, such loneliness
    To make Siberian wolves hang heads for shame
    In their convivial packs
Then, only then
    Might you detect my footprints, indistinct
    Marking the morning dew fall
Perhaps glimpse a puff of breath
    in the cold, dawn air
You must utter
    A howl so desolate, it
Jerks you from your sleep
    To find me warm beside you on your pillow
And you will know how
    Close you were to the brink
    Of the abyss
And know what missing is
    And hold me.
  
 
