SOMETIMES I'M ALONE AT NIGHT & I AM HIT BY THE IMMENSITY OF THE WORLD & EVERY BEAUTIFUL THING THAT I WILL BE TOO BUSY TO WITNESS & ONE DAY I WILL DRIVE OUT INTO A FIELD & SCREAM & TEAR MY HEART OUT TO THE NIGHT BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT MAKES ME BLEED.
BUT WE WILL NEVER WATCH ALL THE SUNSETS
ALL THE SUNRISES
& WE WILL NEVER READ ALL THE BOOKS
ALL THE POEMS
& WE WILL NEVER HEAR ALL THE SONGS
ALL THE SILENCES
& WE WILL NEVER SMELL ALL THE FLOWERS
ALL THE FEARS
& WE WILL NEVER TASTE ALL THE FRUITS
ALL THE LIPS
& WE WILL NEVER DRINK ALL THE WHISKEYS
ALL THE DREAMS
& WE WILL NEVER HOLD ALL THE HANDS
ALL THE LOVERS
& WE WILL NEVER KISS ALL THE SKINS
ALL THE SCARS
& WE WILL NEVER KEEP ALL THE MEMORIES
ALL THE PROMISES
& WE WILL NEVER KNOW ALL THE LIES
ALL THE TRUTHS
& WE WILL NEVER LOVE ALL THE PEOPLE
THE PEOPLE
THE PEOPLE
THE GODDAMN FUCKING
PEOPLE
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originally published in Beyond the Shallows - The Drowning, L'Éphémère Review (April 2018)