half-finished books,
blank pages sandwiched between
scattered notes,
words lying limp on pages
purposeless,
bookmarks declaring incompletion,
things not said
or said but not heard,
a night like many nights where
I wish
it would all just come together
and be whole
and be full
and be done.
and I sleep instead another night
a night
a night.
Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 3:24 PM UTC
half-finished books,
blank pages sandwiched between
scattered notes,
words lying limp on pages
purposeless,
bookmarks declaring incompletion,
things not said
or said but not heard,
a night like many nights where
I wish
it would all just come together
and be whole
and be full
and be done.
and I sleep instead another night
a night
a night.