Looking Without Trying to Define

A presence that stays long after the moment is gone.

As sunlight slowly stretches,
swallowing the clouds,
turning the grey and white sky
into a blood orange horizon,
my curtains remain closed,
restraining life to the outdoors.

Waking up later than noon,
forcing myself over to my closet,
seeing only black and white clothes,
like a night
lacking stars,
wishing it never caught up,
so I wouldn’t notice
when they were gone.

The morning before,
going to bed with a smile,
looking at pictures
of blue light
holding the night,
pulsing with loud hearts,
where a story
had not yet unfolded.

My phone buzzing,
foreshadowing a smile
after reading the text,
“I had very much fun with you
last night.”

Yet the characters only made it
as far as five pages
into the first chapter.

A window,
not remaining open
all the time,
but pointing out a scene
looking beautiful
until its season is gone.

A gaze meeting mine
from the mirror,
without trying to define.

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Author’s note:
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