You and everything Else


Dead lights

glow in the morning fog.

The Sun yet set to wake,

but I

am unable to sleep

in your presence.

Coffee brews,

and the mind struggles

to slip a loop

on what today might bring.

Out there is infinity.

In here,

you are eternity.

I struggle between two

opposing polarities,

each drawing me out

like forged iron.

Will I be too brittle?

Will I break?

My flaws are obvious,

but how deep do they go?

Coffee is ready.

Survey the day

in accordance

with this most holy ritual.

Today I find myself

torn once again

between you

and everything else.



DJR – 2023

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