You sent

You sent angels to warn me,
the dead I recognise, they whisper
of living.

Whisper they want me

Tomorrow unfolds like a napkin,
white spotless invisible

I belong nowhere

Sleep brings no answers
I dart in the dark, trail the light
sail an empty sea

Body’s deep hubris.

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