in the first light

of false dawn // the garden, interrupted

these months and years have marked us, forever changed

there’s a maelstrom outside

when there’s so much we’ve lost that we need to come to terms with now

grieving, some of us never stopped

can’t remember when we started

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I’m so tired of these nightmares

there’s a hole to my heart to all hurt

they’ve been here

they’re not new

prolific natural disasters

monstrous planeshifters

“I’m not from around here”

I never was

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the Dreamer / wakes / day after day