The 2 ams of your hands
The 2 ams of your friends’ laughter
The 2 ams of your lives in Dublin-
The 2 am of your phases:
The 2 am of your life
The waves in the sky ripple
And let loose a shine
That a silly goose could only understand
The one that cuts through the gruddy fog of hopelessness and lack of vitamin D’s
The 2 ams of your secrets
Find you hugging
At 1:39 am
And you start spilling your secrets
And watching your heart turn lighter
Than the cloud
In the clearest of skies
A sky of happy blue
A sky that Ella Fitzgerald dreamed you of
The 2 ams of your stay
The 2 ams of your schemes
The schemes that you forgot for a second
The 2ams of your time
Unwinding all the sprung tensions
In your shoulder blades
And cut through the sorrows
Maybe it was Tokyo that stole
Your 9 ams
That makes you see the 2ams
So clearly now;
You see yourself
And count your breath
With surety.
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[November 12, 2024]