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