ITHIGNI by Prospero2013

I am sitting in the living room.
I haven’t slept
and my eyes close involuntarily
I imagine what it would have been like
if so many years ago,
she had traveled by bus back to our hometown
and spent the morning with me.
Then I remember
I did kiss her.
She had a way of looking
that evoked sensual afternoons
that drifted off into the void
without warning.
And then I imagine
saviors that come to announce
where they drop dead bodies off
in the darkness.
I’m still in the living room.
I still haven’t slept.