Driftwood

Poetry from ‘The Feathered Sleep

TheFeatheredSleep

Open your mouth wide

Do you see anything?

Do you hear anything?

I am running

In a grey forest

The feeling of your arms around me

Is a burn that does not heal when released

And your absence carves my stomach empty

Like Halloween pumpkin without face

An ache is possessing my every minute

Dripping into my veins like an unwelcome drug

I see you there

Standing in the bright

I could never have known how much hurt it would cause

To give you my heart

If we were to happen upon one another again

I would do all the same things

Even as I know its result

While you would not

You would save yourself from me, from us

Which is why

You were in the light then

And again now

As you climb out of loving me, shaking yourself off

I would like to have your strength

But…

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6 thoughts on “Driftwood

  1. Robert you’ve been on my mind how’s it going I do hope you are well…..me well that’s a whole different story that I don’t wish to talk about for now……..As Sheldon Yoursly

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