Leaden Heart

I wake with a leaden heart
On a day that isn’t worth the start
And I’d fain watch it all fall apart,
But it isn’t worth the effort.

Instead I grasp at wisps of dreams,
Hoping they’ll hide me from all the things
I do not know, or will not seize,
And will only leave untouched or burnt.

9 thoughts on “Leaden Heart

  1. If you keep moving me beyond words so consistently as you do, I’ll never leave a comment. Except to say that I find your work consistently moving. Perhaps I could just say thank you.

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