Solute & Solvent

I’m on the grind again;
time’s sharpening itself
against our fears, our dreams

and I’m sure something will change
sooner than later
with you and I.

Any day now, this weight
will be lifted—I’ll stop scouring
for light in the dirt.

Promise you’ll stay
away
and let the solute stand

without solvent in this
chemical bomb.
Sanctuary remains obscured.

—N.A.