Saturday, August 10, 2024

Nightjar

 Dreams resemble infinity 


The weight doesn't get lighter

but the longer I carry it 

the stronger I become 


I must go on 

For I know if I set it down to rest

it will crush me

I won't be able to lift it  

I won't be able to move it at all

And I will die 

with your name on my lips 


Surely by now I realize 

Why and how you cursed me 

with feeling and sight

But it doesn't matter 

There is nothing 

you could do to me 

that would make me fall 

out of love with you 

It is the one thing 

I can do to stop hating myself

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