by Ali Guduf
Waiting
in between time
a line
on my memory
ill defined
to be sincere
I’m woefully comfortable here
why decide to fear
and hear
what tear my eyes foresee
it’s lost I am
and lost I wish to be
lie to me
like a fantasy I know not to be
or a wish verging on paranoid
leave me
Non as is so said
as I lay bare
soul spoonfed
cry for me
on knees
alive
dying
pray you say
what lays beneath wishes,fair
layered on post hope
far from said line
shine on me thy light crowned queen
as only so
may I see what previously sight’s dream
before memory never fails me
and nostalgia bath me
fear
on my soul from growing vast whole
and say
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