There is an absence within me,
And I mistook it for regret, or maybe
Remorse, whereupon my senses
Coalesce to bring clarity without comfort

My body, my soul, my spirit -
The watchers and the wheel;
They remind me of the stealth felt
Upon the actualization of loss

I wonder, then, how it may be so,
That an energy responsible for the swinging
Of my...