Come Home

So will you be
back before morning comes?

I’ll go to sleep
when the darkness is gone.

I saw you leave
after the setting sun.

I want to dream
but the nightmare’s begun.

Will you come home?
You never came home.

You’re haunting me
quite the maternal one.

You will not be
like our daughters and sons.

I want to breath
bring back air to my lungs.

They’re drowning me
their names are stuck on my tongue.

Will they be known?
They never were though.

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