AT ONCE #poetry by jay

i got tired of it
i had to walk away
it was a matter of 
exhaustion
and preservation 
of what little energy
i had left
that is the way i saw it
and none of it 
seemed to render
a care from your gaze
or a nod of confusion
at all 
in the tiniest fashion
i left to find myself
wandering the fields
walking the streams 
wailing at night 
in sheer pleasure
as i lay my head
in rest
the days played on
as the nights wrestled
the sheets to silence
it was an amazing
feeling
to release all of it
at once. 

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Greg Rosenke on Unsplash

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