(and 1,000 nights)

speak to me
of
loneliness
in
1,000 days.
then
i will begin
to relate.
then,
i might have
sympathy.

show me the
lines around
your eyes,
in 1,000 nights,
and i will
begin
to take note.

find yourself
in the
silent walls

weep into
the pillows

stare at
the ceiling
for
1,000 days
&
1,000 nights.
and i may
have the
temperament
to listen.