Charity Janisse

Closure

Completion

some semblance of reason

release, forgiveness

Forgetting (no)

we live this

happy ever never

after

winding

road to tears and laughter

here

there

(he’s no where near)

we are

silence

in the summer

the night is heat

we’re under cover

from the street

sky is yellow

and I address

this loneliness

with a list

of useless lines

on a useless screen

in a useless poem

about a useless dream

that I woke from

when I had meant

to keep sleep

sleep

sleeping

in.