Then There's The Two Of Us

"Then there's the two

Of us. This word

Is far too short for us, it has only

Four letters, too sparse

To fill those deep bare

Vacuums between the stars

That press on us with their deafness.

It does not love we don't wish

To fall into, but that fear.

This word is not enough but it will

Have to do. It's a single

The vowel in this metallic

Silence, a mouth that says

O again and again in wonder

And pain, a breath, a finger

The grip on a cliffside.

You can

Hold on or let go."