seven-year itch


I wonder what it means.

Vivid dreams I have been having,

waking me up, my head spinning,

in the middle of the night.

Almost every night.

And, you’re in them.

Almost in all of them.

Your presence and words lingering,

I start the day, unsure of

the denotation and connotations.

And, you’re not here

to help me.

It used to be,

“That Monday morning…”

Now, it is,

“I’m still here…”


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