A gray day stretches and yawns before me What can I be but grateful for it as it heals and hides me from every blazing sun
Demand
Such temptation to demand more from myself After a dozen breaking years it is mending, tending the meeting of my need that will heal and make whole
Grief
Come sit with me here drink our coffee black I have missed that smoke-drawn halo too distracted to taste your absence this and every other loss buried by too-muchness Tell me how long it will take to disinter us both gather bone and fragment assemble a body in which to breathe
Remember
I need to remember every twinkling thing the lightness of my step how hard I slept unfettered by this weight of worry
Introspection
When you poke around a self turning outside in be brave, oh, be kind
Sky
Sky clouded deep gray lies over and below me I fade at daybreak
Sleep
You met me in sleep all shadows and deep rumbling ghost of my last life
Hurt
My heart hurts for us both here and there lonely wandering wondering what can pull us forward carry us through
Wound
You wound from your own hurt a sharp word, unkind tone I am in the wrong place with the wrong people not just wrong chapter but wrong story
Fear
It is fear not love that troubles my sleep leaves me wakeful wandering all sharp points heavy sighs resignation and defeat convinced I will be swallowed whole