cover girl
cover up
one more
lonely night
with
patience and regret
as you reach for parted waves
and
delay
the shooting of
fast and fallen stars

sleep is for the departed
and later
when fevered dreams of
fantasy and fate
are maligned
3 am casts an internal sign
a reflection of the self
stuttered and eventual

everything
ends
sometimes
before it even
begins

riding these dusty desert roads
i can no longer wait
for the passing of the dawn