I was certain you would come:

I was certain you would come:
there were always these stories about
your son
who stood in the shadows
around your own
there was always the bread
that he bit last
just so you would dream
he might live
one more nip
there was always the thought
you would come
for me
like he came
for you.
Per contra
what stops me ¿
now
is the terror
of everlasting
vastness