Ringing like a sigh :: SOTD


Keep Art Alive :: “Humming” :: Art by Sarah Joncas

In the early dawn,
with your heavy bend,
and your careless heart;
Where you been?”

by me

Mornings hit the hardest lately,
the pain radiating from a haze of dreaming,
into the stretch and pull of a brand new day.

Sometimes the fear collapses,
bruising my bones from the weight of it all,
choice and consequence a one true pair.

Memory leaves behind stains on the mattress,
my psyche covering up in kohl black lines and red vine kisses,
within the confines of an hour I will all but disappear.

I’ve just grown tired,
so wrecked and wired;
Oh my darling, what am I still doing here?

Save Me :: Ryan Adams

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