Arlequin
In the haze
Before sleep
I softened some
And let myself
Believe
Not in any one thing
But just at last
As me finally
Again to feel
Something
And then that night
I dreamt that you
Came back so sweet
Once more to me
I woke up warm
In early love
And dark morning
Confusion then
A wrenching heave
A single tear
And I remembered
Quick
Why my head
And heart and skin
Instead have chosen
Layers thick
Of anhedonic steel
And agnostic
Non-identity
–me?
Photograph: One Single Tear, by Sarah Moore
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