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Blindly.. 
I beseech you
for my eyes won’t adjust
to this shaded maze of despair -
neither the lantern’s flame 
nor a compass rose can help me now
in disrepair I need to find you 
with fingers outstretched I raise my arms
groping for you like a eyeless babe for her mother 
..but you’re not there —
   a cunning thief this despair 
     for stealing my sight for a way out

Why won’t the summer solstice light this darkness
nor warm this anguished atmosphere..
am I to die here where I lie?
my undressed soul exposed to the wind-chill of your loss
naked in biting throes beneath a stony sun
desperate to thaw ice dams lodged in my bloodstream..
the winter sallow of my heart’s shallows a skater’s delight —
   a cunning partner this despair.. 
     ice-dancing with my pain

Where is the air I need to breathe..?
it’s evaporated with you and the dreams we used to dream
the weaver a double-dealer stealer..
life no longer lives in my poker-faced lifestyle 
nor in fantasies long gone from sleep’s clouds 
moth-eaten desires and grit and tears
too holey and harsh to knit a warm reason to swaddle in -
just let me close heavy hope-chest-lids of empty eyes
and take my last shrinking violet breath —
   a cunning spy this despair 
     for infiltrating my will to survive..


Susan Ashley
October 11, 2020


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Premiere Contest: 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 22 
Sponsor: Mark Toney
(reformatted)

~ First Place ~
Contest: Will To Survive 
Sponsor: Silent One

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