The midnight sky is an umbrella
to my tattered, restless soul –
The moon stays past its time
to listen to my story.

I take my time to lay still,
anticipating the loudness
of silence that would tear me apart.

There is that moment
I never wanted to be in.
There is that loneliness of sorts
waiting for me
in the midst of a loud crowd.

It’s a give or take moment,
and I just let it pass
for another time.

I wonder at my indifference –
it’s alluring, captivating
and triumphant
when I finally succumb.

– March 9th, 2016
© Sana Rose 2016

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