Blue Before Morning

The world is dead around us

and you are taking your time with me;

we aren’t letting time take us for a ride.

The world is finally blossoming

and we’re treating love

like a battlefield,

roaring into bed

our hearts pointed forward,

not toward the northern star;

that’s a direction

in a constellation

that I’m not tracing on wax paper

but on the re-imagined freckles

you envision on your back.

As much as I want to pack my backpack

and run away from home again

I care more about my form now,

I am not my body but my body of work

I am less concerned with leaving,

more concerned about never coming back

“blue Before Morning” was a poem written during the thirty days of National Poetry Month, and was first posted on my Twitter page.

“Blue Before Morning” was written in collaboration with John P. Maurer.