Time
Condensed breath at midnight
as we sit beneath the stars
we are invincible
no one can break us.
Muffled voices at six am
mock arguments over eggs
poached or scrambled
does it really matter?
Broken coffee mugs at three
I didn’t mean to drop it
when you raised your voice,
you scared me.
Screaming at nine pm
the neighbours heard it
they look the other way
we are fine.
Shattered glass at midnight
shooting stars in the night
you always were my superman
I never thought it would be me
that met your fists.
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