By Edward Jansen, ’21:
The nights are hardest
In a lonely leather chair
Gripping
Firmly on the armrest
Daring not to blink
(Just do it, don’t think!)
Worrisome
Quite slowly
She opens up the door
Softly Lingering on the handle
Steps into the corridor
We do not speak the other’s language
Melting slowly
in the solid ice
Of liquid conversation
Husbands go home
To wives they’ll never know
Children say goodbye
To parents as they go
Wallowing in my wondering
And sleeping in my shame
Every hair feels every wave
Upon this dreaded name
Free me from the chrysalis
From this siren’s hypnotic rest
Free me from the metronome
Beating in my chest
Liberate this prisoner
Throbbing in my breast
Renaissance Arts and Literature, presented by Phoenix Online
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