Vigil
Sep 6, 2018 · 1 min read
Did you miss my light?
I waited up for you, hours past
When I should’ve slept.
I spent each minute just like the last
Enveloped in the lambent night,
Lamp light, my promise kept.
The quiet house, my easy breath;
The dishwasher’s cycle comes to an end
My ears don’t strain. I still pretend.
Even in the dream you don’t return.
Even here a candle can’t forever burn.
I see the roads, I know the route
Your loosened tie, the wrinkled suit
Do you know my heart could be your tomb?
Don’t you see what I can create without a womb?
