Monday, April 1, 2019

diverse mornings

in the morning
she was an arm's length away

sucking the oxygen
from the room
with every snore

twitching the blankets
off my side of the bed

with every tremble

in the morning
he was a million miles away

renewing the energy
in my existence
with every breath

giving up the warmth
that he didn't need

to keep me from trembling

(both)


























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