What do I make of…Your

Prolonged silence

Tacit promise

Terse note

Just the hunches of your

Unfinished conjecture

Unspoken words

Unexpressed feelings

Brusque touch

Distant… incoherent…inchoate…

I try to join them

Piece by piece

To complete a message

I long to receive!

None that I can

Touch… feel… grasp

Makes me wonder

If there was any?

Or I chased a mirage

Unreal and ersatz