Dear Mother,
Why do you not return my calls?
I grow weak.
my bones ache from your distance
I coil the cables around me like an umbilical
knit myself a duvet and curl into it
I feel the electricity hum within
scattered around my room
I explore my nooks and crannies, craters, lumps and bumps
my body grows more like the moon than ever
barren and unreachable, come closer o moon
let me feel your pull
let me sway like the tide
let me lose myself in you
