And while she was

clawing out

the sub conscious ponderings

on definition a, b or c

of her defeated-ness,

she saw their labyrinthine thread

had finally severed.

Her heart stilled,

begging for calibration,

a gentle reworking –

the intricate cut-outs of their pain

into simple shapes.

(this beautiful song, and video of estranged brothers reunited)