~Wide Awake~

 

Fog rolls in

Like a dream

Unthinkingly intricate

Even though

I’m wide awake

Too little 

Of anything

Yet too much

The leaves

Are falling

Like burnt apples again

Days seem

To get longer

I am seen

In theory

But I

Feel unseen

Clutching my

Half-empty coffee cup

I move

Like a ghost

Going through 

The motions

Alone again

But then

I remind myself,

Some people

Are like clouds

When they disappear,

It’s a brighter

Day out

Sarah Mahina Calvello