Tethered, Hollowed

tethered
frozen
the one moment
kept real
never fading
like a painting
not a photo
not quite a memory
even with closed eyes
a glimpse
breath stolen
locked in a jar
disoriented
hollowed
try crying out
holding close
always grasping
like a tree branch
not a flower
not quite easy to reach
even holding too close
alone
tears dry
pressed between pages