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For Willie

The sky folds in the moon,

churning the stars into embers,

into the words softly stinging

the back of your throat,

too choked up to decipher

between time and loss,

and how well the two coincide.

And you stop.

You stop for the trees,

noticing how they reach out,

attempting to wrap their limbs

around the sun. They yearn

to pull in its fiery warmth,

in hopes of a burning embrace

in return. To ash, they crumble-

an ocean of grinning, rotten dust.

You stop to think of this,

how simple it would be

to come to grips with the trigger-

so easily slipped back, released,

firing quick- almost too sudden to see

through the sharp bellows of an end,

sought out by a faithless forgiveness.

Yet, you stay, hanging on

for those lost souls. Keep them still,

held tight in hands accustomed to holding.

In the absence of fingers to fill,

the spaces between grow cold.

Inside, you feel off-centered.

The pit of your stomach rises up,

exposing past afflictions,

how well they resonate with the present,

and with what’s to come.

Bent up and broken,

for the time being.

The light in your eyes collapses,

into your soul- undone-

frayed by the constant picking

at wounds long scabbed over

by time’s mending spirit.

You stand strong

in the stark elegance of healing.

Turn your back to the night,

to its dreadful tapestry,

a menacing, thread-bearing sorrow.

Stare out into the mourning

that drenches the air upon awakening.

Inhale. It sticks to your lungs,

remaining until the moon finds its way again.

Exhale. Grief will cloud the room,

staining unpacified walls.

Your mind, hindered by the darkness

pressing into your eyes an insufferable gloom.

Stand strong in the face of this,

when your heart retracts,

enveloping itself until finally small,

and ignorable. Steady yourself.

Should you fall, I will be there to catch you,

before the depths of absent grace,

the pillars of time, unmoving.  

 
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    For Willie The sky folds in the moon, churning the stars into embers, into the words softly stinging the back of your...
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    Nice
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    Lovely!
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    Sarah, this is wonderful. Thank you so much.
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