I lay, as the moon
almost quickly
regrets its existence
and fades into oblivion
and soon enough the sun takes it’s place
I still
lay there
and for the first time
in a long time
i was at peace with my own solitude
I still ~
lay there
and in the days to come
I will enjoy listening to
the lingering sounds of
Jon and Jhene
whilst reading a novel
or
playing tennis
and although the outside world
will try again and again to coax me
and fill me with the
brutal emptiness disguised in gold and clubs
I can finally do these things
knowing who I am
who I want to be
being at peace
with my own solitude
Still
I lay here
as i realise
God’s execution of Jeremiah 29:11