[Blind Devotion]
8/11/21

For every dial tone convincing you
that you’re alone,

and all the words you weren’t given
a chance to speak.

For every crack in your voice telling
you, that you’re weak

and all of the times they promised never,
ever to leave.

For every break in the tide, when you have
a chance to breathe;

I will linger beneath suppressed emotions;
A dull ache reminding you of a time — when
I gave you such blind devotion.