Undersea Volcano

“This is all I asked of night. It was not enough.”

Photo by Pawel Czerwinski on Unsplash

All I asked the night was keep me safe.
Keep me safe in my illusions
snug in my delusions
with a blanket of soft reality, keep me
warm and tight. This is all
I asked of night. It was not enough.
In the empty space
where you were absent, fever brewed
in my belief that safety was the core
of all that made me.