Ten to Six

Ten to Six

A Poem by H.
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Where did you go and should I follow?

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Where is the moon? Thought I spied it among the vast
Mobile of stars hanging over your bed, but hey,
I could be wrong. Don't know what I know anymore that you're
Far away gone. I'll just wait here till morning.

Ten feet to my six. Here I'm four underground. Is this
Something to do with why we never saw eye to
Eye? There I was standing tall with a view while you
Spied only what you could see through this earthen frame.

Angles are everything. Maybe that's why the moon
Fell out of sight when I conquered my fear and came
Down here to sleep with the dirt and the worms. But in
Spite of the light being gone, I can see you now.

Morning is coming and when it does here I'll be.
Wishing you never wished I would see what you see.
Watching the sunlight crawl down the walls, stalking me.
Waiting for them to bring you down on top of me.

© 2008 H.


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