lonely

queer-with-a-pen

we know
how you sleep
curved spine and
empty arms

your feet and legs
so cold with nobody
there to rub them
up against

you sleep like a person
that has been very lonely
for a very long time

watching you brings tears
to the eyes
for you are not a person
that is used to
nor that likes
to sleep alone

but there are miles between
both of your beds that
neither of you are quite sure
how to fill

because phone calls and texts
do not fill the empty nights

they do not block out
the chill of sleeping alone
when the one that you so
desperately want to curl
your hollow bones

that cracked and twisted skeleton
of yours around
is as lonely and cold
as you are

  • Author: Boaz Priestly (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 25th, 2020 22:38
  • Category: Love
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  • L. B. Mek

    distance is immeasurable in the realms of feeling's, warmth is the first light to evade if we coil ourselves around the inevitable pains that linger,
    distraction is often our only answer: a good poem, a fun read, a quick run, a long walk or just alcohol to save us from having to bang our heads on concrete till we pass out and let it all wash over, at least till the next blink reminds us or eventually, we simply learn: to blink water and shed our pain, let it all just be - and we also, just - remain... it will do, till someone - new introduces us to those smile lines we never realised, we allowed other's to steal from us'
    good read, like the imagery you used to ground your metaphors and thanks for inspiring my little scribble

  • James Michael

    I interpret this as children witnessing their parents sleeping in separate beds. One of them is “lonely and cold”. It seems as if my in-laws have this kind of relationship.

    Very well done! Hope you see what I saw in this one.

    • queer-with-a-pen

      Feel like I wrote this about my pirate friend. Much of my older poems are about him.

      However, as a child of more than one divorce, I can absolutely see what you mean about this poem being from a child’s point of view. Adds more weight to it.

      • James Michael

        Your words can carry much depth.



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