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