while

night birds

softly

awaken

the sun

you try

once again

to empty

the emotion

of loss

___

the anger

and

arrogance

anger

of caring

so much

you hate

your gift

___

you sing

notes

in your head

you feel

the reverberation

inside

roll off

your tongue

into the air

___

you caress

notes

and

the more

you caress

a note

the softer

your touch

___

and

the softer

your touch

the more

you understand

your silence

and

the more

you miss

singing

___

and

the more

you long

to sing

and

the more

you know

your unworthiness

5-28-20


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