Who would have thought ?
That we would be content
to only see shadows pass
or even just the sun?
Who would’ve believed that?
That he would miss her flaws
or would take pleasure in the little things
boiling water, a sip of tea
in little moments that meant nothing just a few days ago.
Then the world turned upside down
hadows would get longer
and I would wait slowly
for the light to spread out
before falling asleep
I will find the source
by stretching my eyes
to the left of the pain
of the arm carrying life
from top to bottom of the day.
I will stretch my eyes
until the deaf shadow
until the fatal error
to the left of the source
in the shadow of hope
*posted in September 2018, reviewed in September 2019