Black Moon Lilith: 15

closing thoughts


I need to write


flashes of remembrance


from a dream buried in the onyx


still sleep, I am rising


from the ashes I have strapped a headlamp


to my chest


in a 5am city fog


this is commitment, I am learning,


awakening and reawakening again


an alarm for potatoes in the oven


with dawn of a new realization


always a thread in the same seam


strategize, rest,


revive the heat