Keep Me Tethered Here

Casimir Laird-Berrard
1 min readDec 26, 2020

I was left alone, in the cold

Nights went by, slowly—with echoes

Of raindrops on a shattered pane

Succeeding, cascading, falling in waves

And shivering tides—I shifted

To absence, dropped the scales

Unbalanced and diluvian the clouds weighed

On my heart and the sky—you kept me

Tethered to your heart and though

It is now gone my chains still bind me to loss

Inescapable—your specter follows me

Wherever i hide, assuming your story has eyes

I find repose and recluse

I mourn—you

Are the shadows beneath my feet

And the sun too, the chimes and wind

You surround me, your ghost—darkly

Exudes the pain you brought with you

And bittersweet is the spectacle

Of your infusion—the living

You continue to grip slyly, as vines,

When will your branches

Suffocate my foliage—the last leaf fallen

That your void will be cleared at last

That I may carry

And you may rest



Casimir Laird-Berrard

admirer of well-styled texts, Zhuangzi, the Imagists, and Eno. inquiries and inquests at