Waking is Better than Nightmare

"The Sea Inside"  painting by Samy Charnine

At 2am, I'm up, remembering how I

     exposed you, how you exposed me.  You were helpless

          to protest, I could see.  I needed company.

               Forgive me.  I know you can hear.  I feel you here,

                    in my air, keeping me from home.  Visiting me,

                         you say, surrounding me, staring out to the sea.

                              Night falls and day rises, but all is misery.

for Sunday Muse # 105, an ekphrastic prompt

 

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