Untitled #140 (2015)

there’s no vigil you can stand,
that will make this any easier.

leave that insomniac post,
and get what you really need.

there’s a sunset tinged road in your future,
you can taste it.
nothing left,
nothing left to worry about.

                           morning will come.
                           sunrise is sure.
                           build from that.

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