Words Without Context

by reminiscent-afterthought

[Crisis Core] He heard the words, the voice calling him, but they lacked a context in the fog of the Mako poisoning.

A/N: Written for the Diversity Writing Challenge, a9. between 100-150 word poem

---

Words Without Context

The words floated in his head
without context, without aim.
One voice, always there
with a smile, with a light
that couldn't cut through the fog
no matter how they tried.

And he tried; the owner of that voice
brushed at the stubborn fog that clung,
continued to come – still spoke, still told tales,
still called –

The fog dulled, slow but sure
or maybe it was the sword's blade that sharpened instead,
that sword called the tongue…

But once the fog did clear the voice was almost gone.
He grabbed the last of those words with both hands
and they became a twine, knitting together those earlier words
that had floundered in the fog
without context, without aim.