You
it comes upon me
like the invasion of evening shadows
when silence surrounds me
and i realize i am alone with myself
and know i am poor company indeed
it comes as winds knife
through the ribs of mountain rocks
bringing the tall grasses to shiver
like the departure of lost souls
beneath the faint thumbnail moon
it comes with the misty breath of frost
closing the world beyond my window
teaching me of isolation
from the distant glow of lamps and candles
where lovers speak in gasps and whispers
from the distant creek comes the sound of water
rattling against stones like kittens lapping
and it comes upon me once again
this consuming sense that has no name
so i think i’ll call it “you”
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