Solitude Poem by Katrina Harms

My solitary cup run over
Warm and sanctimonious draught
Too long have I tasted my own
Bitter miseries and aching pleasures.
The flesh gives no redemption
For all its storied sensory and wonders
Alone, the body
Vanishes under the weight of oneness
And familiarity
No chemistry bursts anew-
How I long to taste you
And take in each angle freshly
Hungrily
But you do not appear
This age of connectedness
How disconnected I feel at every turn
I'd rather you left me loudly
Than let me disappear
Slowly
In the long dark of
Neglected things