OfLonging


Empty

Morn

Sunless

Sky

Cloud

Clumps

Drift

Bed

Empty

Cool

Touch

Linen

Oceans

I

Float

One man

Boat

Unmoored

Aimless

You’re

Missing

I’m

Adrift

Amidst

Mounds

Of cotton

Snow

My

Hand

Smoothes

Emptiness

Far

Afar

You are

A dog

Waiting

Tethered

To this

Place

Of

Longing