my thoughts
the grayest of days,
i see the sunnyside
of heaven, the bare trees
of winter in the ghosts
of ancient memories
under a falling sky,
it's my first night
alone
without you, and
it was a hard day's night
for a rookie
at heartbreak, for a novice
at breathing
with a missing set of lungs
that rose and fell
like an angel homeward bound,
and i feel the scar tissue tonight
beneath my skin,
old wounds hardened
into muscle, the old fashioned
steroids of living
eyes open, heart closed
for the season, not to reopen,
til the summer sun rejuvenates
the mending roots of faith.
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