Clearing Out The Studio I find…

Old random attempts at poetry from another time and place- a life time ago, really.
All from 2004
I am not quite sure
how this happened
why, I withered
in your embrace
always too tight.
It was as if you
intended to keep me
from breathing
every time.
Now free from grasp
it is only my own
thoughts of you
and the cold
words you share
in a voice [...]