telling

telling was the night upon the day

long and hot and humid until

the end

the night and
     like a shot it shut
                         you down

i took you to the spot
where all the revelry
was muted

distant

the
telling you how i
truly felt without
a word

letter

one lonely night ona

edge ina pool
of light

inscribed by hand
taken from the scene
collected bya squeeze
ofa heart
folded in thirds
double encrypted
inaccessible to all
but one
like pores
touched by witch
hazel
ona edge
ina pool
of light
one candle
 night
kept
 from a
world and
given
you

– KatYa

darkness awaits

The day, suffocated by clouds.  I slept into a steady rain, clawing at the glass. I would open the door for no one.

No one could rest for long. Nor could I. They wanted my life, behind  terrible smiles. Eyes, watching the breath in my chest.

Only my graveyard obligations would get me, far, far from home. I wore black, to blend in the night. Carried the iron cast lantern.

I walked with purpose, concealing my fear behind silver buttons. My life. Steeled to the ritual task.