Lonesome

carefully unclasping fingers

releasing the messy heart to the floor

it thumps and beats against the cold

hands washed with tears are never completely clean

whole

bereft

wholly bereft

nights are longest

without blessed slumber’s magic

beautiful morning

breaks windows

bathing the naked love

exposing bruises

to a new day’s air

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