In That Place

And in that place
my rage reaches out
taking hold of my sorrow
and together they make -
make sweet love in memory of you,
make hungry lust in defiance of you,
make loss.
They cry great tears,
tears of water,
tears of blood,
tears.
For you, for me, for us.
And in that place
the floods of loss rise,
pouring past into present
drowning both
inseparable in the sea.
And in that place,
the place in me,
the empty place,
where I don't go,
where I can't leave.
The place we shared,
I am held
lost in me.