Homeless Nights

The streetlamps flickered inward the pavements, and the sandstorm blows away the rainwater. Nighttime is still in its throes. My body starts aching, my head starts longing for a run, and so I run back home.

The pale fire of moonlight shines circles thru the holes-in-the walls, and the wasted sky is pebble white in a time of tremendous trembling.

“I’ve vanished, I’ve wandered, but what have I become ? Everything seems to be floating away since I stared at it, seems to slipping out to the sea. I guess the truth is that I have to forget and forgive the world, since it seems to forgive and forget me so often. Things are temporary anyway… Nothing lasts forever…. ”

And so, I lulled myself, I thought “Never mind” and I chanted it in twitchy tones of movement, tossing and turning each word I was feeling to make contemplative logic. A heavy sigh drowned me to dreamless sleep and all I imagined was the waves catching me in their depths, trapping my senses in kindness, in sweetness, and resting spirits venturing into sand.

25 thoughts on “Homeless Nights

  1. your galaxy abounds with inspiration
    and pours love… and melancholy… —
    right there up above, spinning
    on the ray of a star, I feel I am… —
    attracted to be sketched in a manner
    well-mannered by the spirit of your ink

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    1. No idea. Persistence probably. That’s one of the good things about being a writer, you can discover things when you’re only thinking them, you can believe things before you have them, and you can feel things before you know them…

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  2. You have created such a great sense of restlessness and movement, of searching for restful sleep, peaceful darkness. And, you find it and express it perfectly in the final few lines that are so beautiful they nearly hurt. Your word choice is.. lyrical and well, divine.

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    1. Yay!! Divinity and humanity are my two favorite things. Among other favorite things. I prefer humanity, seems more relatable. But when you said “divine” my heart rushed full of excitement.

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  3. “I guess the truth is that I have to forget and forgive the world, since it seems to forgive and forget me so often. Things are temporary anyway… Nothing lasts forever….”
    This is so I think sometimes it feels just like we’ve been forgotten. I wonder if out of sight, out of mind, is true? I also wonder if I never attempted to make contact would they think of me, other than needing something from me? I think not.
    Thus, we forgive, however…something about that sticks in my craw, like a bitter pill. I’m sighing with you. What an awesome feeling you captured. Hope you are well Watt. Have a beautiful weekend 🙂

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