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This is Not a Hopeful Song

A Year of Sonnets #104

Now you are not the morning or the light
and I am just a shadow in duress
still raising tired arms to fight a fight
and praying that some distant soul’s impressed
for comfort have I sought — not anymore,
I am resigned to rising with the day
and holding on: though hope may slam its doors
and I am stuck with bitter dreams that play
across my eyelids — love, accomplishment,



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Zach J. Payne

(He/They) Ninja Writer. Thespian. Queer. Essayist, poet, novelist.