NARCOLEPTIC
Sleep awake
Adrift for days
The firmament’s dying on lone frontiers
A hundred-step mile away from here
She’s seen this place
A dream repaid
And then her eyes reveal the endless lure of sinking sands
They’re shifting tides, and I no longer try to understand
I’m tired of you not wanting me
I’m tired of no guarantees
I’m tired of what life could be
And we will cry no more in sorrow now for what might have been
I’ll relinquish all our promises and float out to sea
I watch the light fade at your window where the angels sleep…
C.C. Nov 2018
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