Poezja

being my friend at 3am

i can’t
even imagine
please let me try what you
feel right now in this darkest hour
before

the break
of dawn being
so alone so short of
breath half reclined in bed so so
tired but

too tired
to sleep instead
my wheezes keep time with
the wall clock that keeps vigil as
best as

it can
conducting this
cacophony of pain
within and without rising and
falling

my tongue
nails skin eyeballs
nude scalp bowels all clamoring
to be

heard by
an audience
captive and one trying
to sort out and plan what still lies
ahead

too much
to learn way too
many steps that can be
taken detours to hurdle when
will all

this end
initials like
notes chirping around me
her2+ adc dfs pfs
leave me

alone
quiet my heart
the war proceeds recedes
the siege continues but i’m far from
alone

but in
this deep lagoon
of ennui in this the
coal black hour of the night please let
me live

an hour
or two of quiet
desperation so that i can
savor all the more another
new day//

renato
wednesday 8 march 2023