without you

morning

and without you
one solar cliche, rising, illuminates me only
a shadow casting itself
rotating slow-ly all-the-world around it
all flowers settling deeper

and without you
where is me– my sleep-happy
awakening to sun smiling beneath
what seems my always-smiling
many kisses

morning
and without morning
where is night and where
is night coming to you coming
to me
creeping deep-set under my
eyes and under
my sheets and

without you
i still sleep but it is not
still i sleep
settling: one solar cliche
deeper into all-the-world
rotating around me
without you

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