Blanket

Upon waking from brief escape,

I’m anxious, timorous.

Sky’s darkest blue is unrecognizable.

For all-consuming shades and shadows,

Blanket dreary these cold, unknowable hours.

Is it morning or midnight?

I tuck my exhausted heart beneath the crumpled duvet,

And await a calm of light.

***

One true moment

If I did ever have him, then I do desperately miss him.

One person always by my side,

Whether I was right, or whether I was left,

Standing in the sun’s rays, or hiding from the raindrops,

He was here (yes, I mean there) to say

I understand, I understand you… I, you.