Monday, December 05, 2022

Summer Setting

Sometimes there’s nothing 

But thoughts that bring me 

As close to your fingertips 

As if you were besides me 

These thoughts spread till

I can’t sleep. So alive I am 

Deep breathes don’t calm 

Only deeper thoughts of 

Pressure forming into me 

Sleep eludes my shadow 

It carries forth yawning 

Recalling the day