I
First
was the fear
how it consumed
the impossible blue
and the incandescent too
all gone
I left
the night light on
so the nightmares
could not catch me
unawares
Taught myself
to recognize
and wake up
when they approached
to this day
I cannot sleep
through the night
II
I counted
and I called
and nothing
I wished
and I watched
and nothing
It was
my curse
to be born
in the middle
of the afternoon
the night does not
recognize me
as one of its own
III
It is
a wonder
that those stars
don't fall
for all the hopes
we pin on them
or that
we don't turn
our backs on them
for all the wishes
unrequited
IV
if there is
to be any judgment
let it be delivered
by a starless sky
so those million eyes
will not scorn me
and the moon
will not swallow my soul
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