Alchemic Verse

Transmuting pain to poetry


Good Morning, Moribund

1am awake again
At 3 and 4 and 5
Soaked in freezing nightmare
Body shaking half alive

I heard your voice say no
So loud I sat up with a start
Looked around my empty room
And completely fell apart

Good morning, moribund
Will the sun find me today
Or will the echo of your voice
Turn every scene to gray
What can I do
It’s just the truth
Good morning, moribund

7 coffee outside to smoke
Bird trills mask ‘no’s refrain
Shifting clouds that match my breath
Join shifting clouds colored the same

Fill my chest and break my voice
Both smoke and loss combined
Leave in past with all the rest
I once held close in mind

Good morning, moribund
Will I ever find my way
Or will the echo of you send me
Back from whence I came
What can I do
I’m failing you
Good morning, moribund

9am bring interruption
Best mask of lifted chin
Push to the end of busy day
And then crumble within

6pm distraction driving
Sore eyes track sunsets slide
Slowly watch the colors shift
Accept at least I tried

Good evening, moribund
Will you take the time to say
Or just leave it up to silence
To starve in time’s decay
What can I do
I’m out of moves
Save mourning moribund

1am awake again
No sleep to interrupt
Unbidden comes the “no” so loud
Wound’s opening abrupt

I wish with last of crazy faith
For all I wish were real
To live the dream I can’t erase
Or closure’s no to heal

Good morning, moribund
Getting too hard to stay
Words said and more withheld
Weave your echo through my day
What can I do
God I’ll miss you
Love always, moribund

x



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