As She Lies Sleeping Poem by Les Wordsmore

As She Lies Sleeping



In her backyard,
Severed telephone wires streak across
The waning crescent moon.
Smoke rises from the empty garage. Complacent,
Thoughts turn my head back
Towards the basement, her bedroom.
I part my lips for a pipe as I did
for her goodnight kiss hours ago. Here,
Sitting, shaking, shook,
I resign to reside.

Silence splintered
By whining, distant sirens,
Authority's announcement. Crying to be heard,
What is said?
Do they necessitate an audience?
Do I? Do I need, any thing?
Drawing again from my pipe,
I resign to refrain.

Once more silence
Consumes the night.
Smoke clouds gray
the waning crescent moon.
A bowl-pack can last
only so long, and I'm tired.
I resign to return.

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