Thursday, August 27, 2015

free and shivering in the heat of the day

I long for the night

having always been this way


no mourning the past that can't be fixed

(though what it has made me has other remorse to harry)

and no fritting a future that has yet to arrive


and when the real you wakens to this actuality

you'll be in place and warm and longing will be filled when

night will be brighter than the day









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