Feelings of Not

I see the mountains.
The golden glow fades
As darkness descends.

Music from the past blares from my phone.
My body begins to settle
As my mind begins to calm.

The hot Indian summer breeze wafts through.
My breathing slows
As my body responds to sweet grass and humid clouds.

The coffee trickles down my throat.
Its warm, rich flavor dances on my tongue
As memories of my gram and her sisters flow in my mind’s eye.

I have nothing to hold.
My lover sleeps alone tonight
As I try to get stronger in his weakness.

My soul is aching and yearning.
My desires are unnamed and indescribable
As a distant car alarm physically jars my lost mind to the present.


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