Won’t You Wrap the Night- Daily Prompt



Take her hand and

turn it over, kill it

as I reach up

to the light

dripping down like

wax from the ceiling;

burning- she dreamt of

wearing the stars

to her wedding.


Pull the cord

and hear the chord

resonate a billion-billion

 pale play-mates

down the street;

she hears them with

her eyes and cannot sleep.


Stretch me out,

morph me like play-dough,

I’ll run without breathing

This paper gown is too

heavy or maybe it’s the air.


But let me have it all

wrap it up so I can hold it

It will be soft and warm-

the skin of a lover-

and she and I will forget

our limitations and

our deadline.


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