good evening and good morning, in honesty.
i am learning
anew
every night
to
wrap myself
in Sorrow
and Mystery
and Solitude
and Silence
and
sigh myself
to bed
where
Loneliness
waits for me.
i am learning
anew
every morning
to
staple a sparkle to my eyes,
a laugh to my lips,
and a wiggle to my walk
and pretend
sunshine is everywhere
and there is no snow
over my toes.
but then the nighttime comes,
and i lounge into frostbite
that covers the windowpains
of my soul and
stains my fingers blue.
such a lovely color.
such a lonely place.
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