when the wing falls in moonlight

tomorrow is another day
for other thoughts
as always
the past and other
worlds collide
the angel wings
and fallen ones
like unfinished poetry
float through
the night, the ether
confusion is
starkly contrasted by
the clear sky
and full moon
questions dot the horizon
like stars just now seen
what, if now you see
who I am
and have always been
is not enough
for you to believe?
what if it is never going to
be enough?
and this I know already…
the night sky holds
little comfort
that instead
like blooms across my table
open in the lamp light
the love light
my light
so that, yes, finally
I see.


Leigh-Anne Tyson


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