Mourning Sun

outside my window the sun is shining
filtered by fabric
casting shadows of flickering trees upon the wall
this night has been so long
I awake from deep sleep
but I have not rested
it is as if something has visited me in the night and sucked my energy away

I could throw back the curtains and let the light more fully in
but my arms are so heavy
logs lying frozen on a winter lake
waiting for the thaw

returning home from another silent drive in crowded streets
I find the curtains have been cast aside
The room is bathed in morning light

I lay my cold body down against the carress of the warm sun


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