poetry

peak

peak

the clock ticks
and the moon hasn’t yet appeared
we still don’t know
when the worst will arrive

who haven’t I told I love yet?
you. I haven’t told you.
or at least, not enough.

there’s nothing left to do
but sleep eat wait walk
hug our very own children
pray to our gods
forgive who we can

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