Sight Unseen

It’s 2:00 a.m. in the darkness,

and I’m lost in who I am

 

The night little comfort against a dawn,

that waits for me again

 

It’s 2:00 a.m. in reflection,

the past chasing a future dream

 

All memory conjoined, controverted,

the morning—sight unseen

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2019)

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