When I'M Alone
When I'm alone,
my head is hot in the clouds
like vapour; thoughts
condensing like showers
after hours of pause and stares;
beneath chin, cupped hand
holding dream drops,
and in the other,
a quill and an ink overhead,
soaking with ideas,
blank sheets, to lay
a head on,
'tis soggy with emotions,
beyond misty eyes,
salted with bitter pasts
my sober
moments of use,
diffuse into evening hour,
in slumber I'll be,
head on puffy pillows;
like clouds in a blue sky,
blue days, sour grapes,
floating images
reminders of wavy past,
rippling to my now,
laid on a bed
with only one beating heart
at my left
and no lover's embrace
to make it right
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