Blueberry Sky – December 3, 2019

It is so hard

To breathe her name

The plastic covers my lips

Pulling the oxygen from the air

No reward, just stillness

Lost in everyday minutes

The mundaness of days

And years, so many years

Collapsed into decades

My mind is fading

Shuffling the outside down

Her attenuation

Is breaking into

A shrill volt

Bouncing and bouncing

Father, why is it so hard to breathe her name

Craving to listen

In all this silence

Underneath a blueberry sky