The Ornate

In you I become lost
in the details of a fingerprint,
in the definition of metaphor,
in longing.

I find only the indulgent Heavens,
and you, deep in austere thought,
fusing feathers to your back
with candle wax

poem by Q.R. Gibson
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Every Morning's Mourning.

Watch you sleep
Dream and roll over
avoid the monsters
and the light
Watch you sleep

Watch you sleep
when the noise
of fifteen
floors above you
crashes in
and wraps you deeper
in your sheets
Watch you sleep

Watch you sleep
through every squeak
and smash and ping
as I serenade you
with my awake

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