Stay Awake, my Heart

I don't want to sleep, tonight,
I know it will be the end of you.

And me, like some sad, old woman
who should have kept her eyes open,

like a wild brown owl focused on
a blind, oblivious victim. I want

to swoop down, tonight, a night
in the seasoned past, the night you

disappeared in cold, white flame
breaking my bones in the beak of

your mouth and never returned.

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