It just is
- sunshining2304
- Feb 27
- 1 min read
This is stalemate.
Back to back,
with no place to go.
I can tell you
how the wolf no longer howls at night.
How the snow has turned to rain.
How the stars fade to black
and how the moon drifts aimlessly like a feather
under a blanket of bruised clouds.
This is at present, the universe of my soul.
How I lost my voice.
How I don't know why.
How it makes no sense,
how I know deep inside,
this is exactly the place we ought to be,
in stalemate,
back to back,
with nowhere for us to go.