I’ve been waiting in the cold
dark, forever, it seems, at least
to feel your warm hand upon my body.
Unbury me from this hovel of dampness
that infects my bones, my joints.
I need your electric balm to invigorate
my mind, my soul.
This gray shadow has cast its’ net
too long, too far.
It has swallowed
too much of this earth
causing a great bulge
in yesterday’s news.
One – sided blues
that propagates itself
over the tops of its citizen’s moods
clamping down hard with its monotonous recital.
Sun! Unleash your soothing rays
for we cannot wait
patience has seen its overdue days.
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