Light through lidded eyes, waking the demons from the night before.
Dark, they slink to the shadows, leaving pinholes of important things I know I should remember; points that disapper like mist in yellow rays on blue grass.
Reach across the distance to my heart.
Thumb to unlock.
I’m bruised from the day before. Love so hard it leaves an imprint.
Words undelivered and unread break more than sticks and stones.
My heart flayed, thoughts hemmorrhage through my fingertips.
I throw my head back.
Pale dawn grants only damp emptiness.