the day is coming

give me time none of us have

Mnajdra, ancient megalithic temple on Malta

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the day is coming

i’ve had days - sun liquidating on skin,
still air and crisp grass,
cherry trees and romances and
mountain peaks - 
i’ve had them. give me nights

give me watching dew settle
long talks
singing quietly to each other
to the tune of the slow wind


.


give me time’s strange creeping,
slithering in the dark fast and then
near-still, a midnight panther
stalking its prey


.


give me eyes bright, high on lowness,
high on what it feels to be
when it doesn’t matter

give me moon’s glow blending easily
with dawn


.


let me go on strike from every demand
of the waking hours
every question, every answer
that is not my own

give me unbounded choice - 
the freedom to ask
“do i need a reason?”
as i stare long enough, finally,
at anything at all


.


give me time
none of us have

and give me mornings-after