Monday, May 13, 2024

the night is long

it's a cold
night.
the bed
is a raft
in the north Atlantic.
your dreams
are sails
that pull you towards
dawn.
the moon is nothing
but a stone.
you shiver
and stare at the ocean
below you,
so much
that you still don't know.
you're adrift,
going nowhere,
the night
is long.

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