Night Light
So far away in time and space
That small comfort, a fluttering lamp,
Suspended on a spindle.
A moving picture,
Rising heat turning the sleeve-in-a-sleeve
Casting moving water shadows
Across childhood bedroom walls.
--June 4, 2015
Untitled
Saying goodbye forever
Is a terrible ride.
Now over, leaving me
Scrubbed clean by grief.
--July 17, 2015
(c) Catt Foy, 2015
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