After the Overtaking

After the overtaking
I stand on the edge of an overthrow of my life
Looking down I see Dolly looking up at me.
"Be careful what you wish for."

I stand panicked.
Panting.
Overwhelmed
Overridden
Overpowered by my silence

Inertia
My old friend,
(breathe in, breathe out)
I think I went too far when I toyingly slipped my hand from yours.

The function of our dysfunction filled the map
with invisible gardens, our secret!
and now uncharted territory looms
where once there were flowers.

Sweet, sweet, bitter spice of lemon petals await my bare feet.