From somewhere, who knows...

I can no longer count The beats of my heart For as the night slackens My caged chest quickens its pace Reaching beyond what I know Peeling back the course layers of daily memory I touch the raw, contaminate night Anxious to repair, desperate to acknowledge And gazing up at the waxing moon Not remembering the last time it waned, never mind Light bursts forth from the lesser guard As it follows its path across the velvet sky I feel it tenderly- I belong here, have always felt that comfort The bewildering entanglement, the drama, the trembling The solitary yet strongest portion of my soul The stars remain circular- Forever moving from their perch The whole night remains my audience Whispering the unprotected wind into my ears The desert's nocturnal footsteps are invisible Only to the blind in heart (I fear we all must find ourselves longing) This is the lesson I learned From this penultimate and confused winter night