#sadness

Keep your vigil, whispers of gray –
Speak of what I do understand.
Assault the evil glare of day;

It doesn’t speak for my heart –
Rather for the city made of stone
Which knows no bounds of hate.

On this day, I’ve fallen asunder;
No love for the pieces that remain.
This day has nothing to offer.

Your neutrality fills me whole;
Share my haven with this mute
Though you are harsh but truthful.

Low dust clouds bristled
  In the sky but I did not see;
A lone grackle whistled
  A warning I did not perceive.

The world would not cease turning
  In its cruel mockery.
I sat upon a rock, faltering –
  Because of things that wouldn’t be.

Only distraction can persuade –
  Only sleep can steal
Such sadness that pervades
  And hot tears that swell

But hotter yet came a wind
  That brushed my fingers
As would one consoling
  And dried my tears.