Limbo

Pain bubbles to the surface.

Alone again, and the realization,

Stalled by quarantine and riots,

Bowls over me like a freight train.

Alone again, and there's no relief,

Never relief until the final straw,

Caught before it falls to the floor.

Until then, until you return

For whatever reason, I am stuck

Bending under a stick, waiting.

Yet, even when my legs shake,

Even when I'm blinded by tears,

Even when gravity pulls at me,

I stay in position indefinitely

Because having my friend around

Makes all this pain worth it.