#30DaysProject, Day 2

A Poem

I have no concept

of the distance

between us

With the news you brought me

on that windy beach

I ran toward

you

who then gave me a stack of books

I mistook for a map

to the bloody

unforgivable

gaping wounds

of the world

I lie awake at night

detailing the texture

and smell of these maps

and of you

the expectant fighter

the exhausted nurse

with emerald eyes

made of stars

I would like to let go

of my wanting of you

let go of

the entire array of planets

loud crickets

autumn leaves

balmy wind

scorching sun

mostly rain

I have no concept

of the distance

between us


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