it's time to kneel at night's altar
quieten thoughts
to swallow answers into silence
and survive
for I'm too wild for sleep to be
anything pure
everything today feels like it has happened before before you leave, I fix your smile in my mind the scent of your forehead from babyhood a...
2 comments:
This is beautiful, Maya.
It felt unfinished.. so extra thanks for your vote, Nicole!
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