#review #poetry #loftymuse

Goodnight

Goodnight chickens
Goodnight numbers
I'll count you all again
In the morning

And if it was any wonder of yours
It was mine too
Still
I chose to slumber

To find my rest
No pillow
No breast
Only solitude to console me
And so
And so again I would go

A far away place
Not in space
Or time
Though it helps
To be alone

Like the ones who
So desperately crave
To be alone
But first
To find someone
To be alone with

This search that drives
So many around the bend
It must be like the Truth
To know anything at all
You must begin by forgetting
Everything
So everything can find you

In the End

#review #poetry #loftymuse

Goodnight

Goodnight chickens
Goodnight numbers
I'll count you all again
In the morning

And if it was any wonder of yours
It was mine too
Still
I chose to slumber

To find my rest
No pillow
No breast
Only solitude to console me
And so
And so again I would go

A far away place
Not in space
Or time
Though it helps
To be alone

Like the ones who
So desperately crave
To be alone
But first
To find someone
To be alone with

This search that drives
So many around the bend
It must be like the Truth
To know anything at all
You must begin by forgetting
Everything
So everything can find you

In the End