Just Sitting Here, Sinking In The Sad

I thought I ought to be alone awhile
let the noises settle in my head
make coffee in the morning in the kitchen alone
thinking of things we'd said

My gambler's heart is afraid this time
like stepping out of my favorite clothes
can i walk away from a life half done?

I'd be turning hearts to lead

doesn't anybody know?

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Sunlight grabbed me by the neck and turned me red while we left the maps home and let the motorcycle roam.

A happy and sad day. 

Where one thing sharpens, another dulls.

Lily is home, barking her deep, happy sound, as the summer-like heat fades and wild white spirea blooms slip into shade.