My Tell

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If I close my eyes
Pasted smile upon my lips
Satan cannot see my tears

If I lock the door
Steal away to pray, midday
He won’t miss me

If in plain sight, I
Pretend an all’s-well walk
He won’t send a delegate my way

If I’m vulnerable
In my superpower song
Satan cannot sing along

Becoming Midnight

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Spent yesterday contemplating clocks
As humans have, from age to age
Many days, these hands sweep effortlessly
The pain hidden by some gift of grace
Yesterday, oh, the seconds though
Surely they doubled in gravity
Looped back and proceeded to wait….

This business of time is rather an art
So thus, must be valued as such
Will I wait one more night
One more day’s tick-tock ruse
When it seems only correct to go
Godspeed today
Where I know my heart must be tomorrow

Quiet Wins

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I’m promising her I’ll notice

The grains of sand
One by one falling away

The fog, that had cooled her head
Rolling back, uncool, after all

The once-silent roar
The power regained

Now since she’s picked up her mat

Night Crazies

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I’ve seen the future
It’s waking up alone
10:42pm
A smart screen left-untouched
Too long
Stream now gone dark

You forsook that post-dusk walk
Too alone
But for that cat
Third one, now
Avoiding you politely
Crazy like the others