Troubles

My troubles crowd the table

Talk of yesterday, last week

Their voice drone like a spouse

Words turn pinches

Blackness melts to grey
Tomorrow lies out the window

Her elegance and mystery 

She looks back smiling

Smile of promise

Smile of desires to become
Today fills my calendars 

It chains me in place

Distancing want for have

I reach for desire

Troubles pull me back

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