Between Now and When

I just want to Play games
Of Eros
As chains perish
In flames
Behind me.

There is no Time
To hide
No Tic Toc
In the Barzakh
That shocks me awake
In the Blink
Of an
I.

It
Binds me
Blinds me
Tears me limb from limb
As the veil
Grows thin
Between
Now and
When Will it begin?

Charleen Johnston
2.30am.6.26.24