as we ushered
the second half
of the year
I promised myself
that I would be
sleeping early
already
in two hours
we'll see
another sunrise
but I haven't
closed my heavy eyes
maybe
it's about time
I give it a try
YOU ARE READING
The Universe is Our Poetry
PoetryEvery poet is trying to send a message to someone in secret. If you would only learn to listen, you'll know it's for you.
