Waking in the night
This world under sea of stars
…
With apprehension unknown…
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I'm a middle-aged nobody breathing one day at a time in Ontario, Canada.
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Waking in the night
This world under sea of stars
…
With apprehension unknown…
I squint against tears:
your heart under winter’s glare
has come back to me
I hold my tongue in a vice
Speaking only in my head
Not wishing to start fires
I may not be able to extinguish
Wishing I could remind you…
Start on your left. Easy.
Like you’re reading the first line on a page.
…
Today I think about all the tenderness I felt
That they could just never hold on to
That I couldn’t place their fingers around
Not knowing if it was their failure
Or mine
…
Near starless midnight
Acceptance of wicked truths
Closer than morning
Woefully lacking
Shame it’s all I have to give
Love that’s not enough
Rolling down steep hills
Friend returns for brief visit
…
I’m the only one
To see the proof left behind
…
Wolves at night
Charging under the black
Glitter-stars above
Dinner-plate moon lighting our way
We froth at our jowls
We’ve never felt hunger like this before
…
watching red sunsets
reflecting on the true end
wishing heaven real